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[wingenvy]

[This has been a hell of a month for departures and bad news, apparently. Zack hates to add to the misery, but it's gotta be done.]

...Aerith Gainsborough's gone home. She didn't leave anything, but... if you were friends, you know how she felt.

Good Spirits is self-serve tonight. Sorry, guys.

[And Zack will be at Good Spirits for most of the day after that, serving himself. Despite the melancholy of his announcement, his mood will be switching between quiet and downright celebratory all night long. Coping, who's coping?

He also has company: a strange-looking winged dog, standing guard quietly at his back the entire time he's there.]

Comments

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[wingenvy]

[SIGH. That's not what he witnessed last time this happened. Though in the guy's defense he was probably piss-drunk.]

Uh... sure, okay. Do your worst then.

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[goldenglasses]

[So very drunk.]

Alright then! [Vash slams down the glass he was "cleaning" as he grabs for a bottle of whiskey. With a quick flick of his wrist he fills the glass without spilling a drop before sliding towards Zack.]

Well, what do you think Boss?

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[wingenvy]

I think you're not drunk this time.

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[goldenglasses]

That would probably be a pretty decent guess on your part.

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[wingenvy]

Now the real question is, are you going to be able to stay that way?

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[goldenglasses]

I think so, as long as too many people don't buy their charming bartender too many drinks. [Vash says this with a wink as he grabs another clean glass to wipe.]

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[wingenvy]

Uh-oh. Drinks are free here, how do we go about preventing that?

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[goldenglasses]

I'll let you know when I think of it! [Not that he has any plans to drink anything tonight. He just likes to kid.]