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[witchoftwominds]

The mun is celebrating his last day as an unemployed bum, and since he has no real-life friends, you get this multi-pup entrance post instead.

Agnes is at a table working her way through a steak and baked potato. The remnants of a chicken quarter, shrimp cocktail, and vegetable soup are scattered over the rest of the surface. She's bundled up,

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[fortunes_phase]

Moon is seated on the bar.

Not at it.

On it.

She's smiling pleasantly as she looks around the bar, her eyes falling on the man approaching the bar.

That one, she knew, was old.

[deathonnahorse]

Methos alters his path to the bar just a little bit so that he winds up beside the attractive woman. He orders a Killians and then smiles up at her.

"You look comfortable."

[fortunes_phase]

"Very," she says cheerfully. "It's a good spot to keep an eye out."

[deathonnahorse]

"Keeping an eye out for anything in particular?"