[It's a normal night in Caritas. People are badly slaughtering well known classics, while other people drunkly listen to them, somehow thinking they're the best singers who ever lived. Same old show as usual. Lorne winces as someone hits a particularly bad high note]
Oh honey, I think the blackbird is singing in the dead of night for a reason.
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but he also catches himself. HA! Not yet, Lorne. Not yet.]
Whoaaa....tricky first step there.
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That's why we watch our feet when we come in, Pumpkin Pie.
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Mmmmm pie. Fred made some great pie yesterday. Did you get any?
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Can I still work here if I wear earplugs from now on?
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Hey, so long as you can still serve with a smile. No one wants burst eardrums.
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[oh hey, there is a Stinson lounging at your bar, nursing a scotch. how do?]
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You hit the nail right on the head, Barnster. Yewouch, I didn't think it was possible to ruin that song.
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well
he was right, at least...? he wiggles a finger in one ear as he ambles up to the bar and grabs himself a stool, waiting until he catches Lorne's eye to wave and grin]
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because once the two of them have gotten several beers and some ridiculously inane small talk under their belts, Ray will have a bright idea]
Hey. Hey, Xander. We should totally sing somethin'! Show 'em how the pros do it!
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Either way, there's a half naked winged man in your bar looking a little confused while he takes this all in. What]
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...Okay, I gotta give you props, I've never had a customer like you before.
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Up until now he hasn't met anyone of the non-human variety here, so he'll do some staring of his own]
This tavern belongs to you?
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