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That evening at The Watering Hole
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| Does anyone even work here anymore? | |
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| Of course they do. Slave girl! I demand drinks instantly! | |
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| What?! This is an outrage! | |
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| I'm a consultant now. You'll have to wait for the bartender. | |
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Sirens are heard outside...
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| Well we'll be here alone for awhile. Should we make out? | |
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