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Post by Melody Arachne on Mar 5, 2007 23:13:23 GMT -5
Melody groans, shaking her head. "Geezus, Zhivago, at least use tha cheap booze ... we gotta get you some kerosene. Or that jelly stuff. How's that song go .. 'napalm sticks to kids'?"
"Thanks for taking care of that, chica. I'm pretty sure ValJohn will comp your drinks and a meal tonight. You savvy 'comp', yeah?"
She fixes Leon's drink, light on the coke, and leans over the bar to whisper something next to his ear.
(check PMs please!)
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