♣ ???] the spoiled dogs job (48th)

[verydistinctive]

[The Lux is back in business once again, and anyone stopping by might notice two new mascots wandering around. Feel free to shoo them away from your booth or hand them something that you don't want anymore. Alice and Cooper will be happy with whatever you hand them.]Those of you regulars that are interested, I've opened the Lux back up. Well, at

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[gottaknockhard]

[Finally! He missed his favorite barstool. Also, assuming he's mentioning food because he cooked too much or something.]

What's for dinner?

[verydistinctive]

[that stool was almost going to feel neglected]

What do you want?

[gottaknockhard]

[Poor stool. He really needs to spend more quality time with it.]

Got anything on special?

[verydistinctive]

[Eliot can let you have some time alone, if you need it.]

I didn't really think about that this morning when I started to clean up, so all the options are open.

[buryyoualive]

[She was currently going down to the Lux as she was continuing to make inspection of places to note in the Castle when she spotted a familiar face she hadn't seen in a while. Can't say she missed it.]]

I never really saw you as the bar owning type, Lindsey. But then again, that's mostly because that involves being successful, and I never saw you as that type either.

[verydistinctive]

[frowns, exhaling - she looks familiar, not that he can really figure that out just yet, but he'll shake his head]

I'm not that guy. I'd say I was flattered on the comparison, but I'm really not. [since he doesn't associate Lindsey with something good]

I'm Eliot, Eliot Spencer... and you are?

[buryyoualive]

I wouldn't be flattered either, considering how pathetic Lindsey was. [Not that she was convinced he wasn't Lindsey. It was completely possible Wolfram and Hart might have just wiped his memory or something when he tried to leave. It wasn't something they wouldn't do.]

Lilah Morgan.

[verydistinctive]

[shrugs]

He wasn't too bad when he was here, but his history was a bit sordid. [not that Eliot's isn't clean by any means.]

So, Lilah - can I get you something? [there are some pretty big differences between Lindsey and Eliot, if she took a moment to notice the stronger frame, the longer hair, the deeper accent and a kinder smile... but he didn't expect her to take his word on it]

dictated;

[sparkplasma]

... I know someone a little like that. [not to name any names but his initials are Garet]

[verydistinctive]

Yeah? How much do you think they could eat? I mean, one sitting.

[sparkplasma]

Oh gosh, I don't know... At least a whole cow.

[he's exaggerating. a little.]

[verydistinctive]

Well, that's a lot. Wouldn't surprise me though - at least, in this place.