Oh, we’ll get you too, my pretty. We’ll get you too.
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[An old man in the corner continues to watch the beams of the setting sun as they are cast into this strange tavern. While clearly interested in his mead, he occasionally makes cryptic annotations in the ledger before him - as if he is preternaturally obsessed with which motes of dust continue to hang in the light and which fall into shadow.]
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~steps outside Lounge for a breath of fresh air (and a break from ABBA)~
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realizes jukebox is almost out of money, walks over and feeds it some more
"Making somebody happy is a question of give and take
You can learn how to show it so come on, give yourself a break
Every smile and every little touch
Don’t you know that they mean so much
Sweet sweet kisses so tender
Always will return to sender
Like a bang, a boom-a-boomerang…"
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Take a chance on us, yo.
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The management understands there have been some complaints. In order to keep as many occupants happy I’m throwing this one in the mix. Do you want to talk about it?
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Greetings my fellow expired players.
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Management does not care about complaints when the drinks are free. Management also does not care about who is happy or unhappy with the jukebox. End of discussion.
Just got in some new candies in the shop, anybody want some?
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I understand the management cares greatly about the jukebox because it greatly resembles a snow globe.
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I’ll be drinking Elsewhere tonight.
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That… that is… AMAZING!!!
Why has no one played this for me before! My hips cannot stop moving!
… care to dance?
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Huh. I heard you liked Westies, but I guess you really don’t.
Even though my head was chopped off, I can still reach high enough to bite your ass.
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For now. See you soon.
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No way, I got here early to get a seat. This place is going to get crowded soon.
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Really? I hear there’s plenty of headroom.
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Not enough barstools though.
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Hmmm, while I’m at it, maybe a few pictures for the walls.
Not terribly realistic, but I think the painter really captured my good side.
Ah, my high school graduation portrait! My mom picked out that tie.
Yes, it was me on that biscuit tin! Millions sold because of my handsome face.
Fancier times.
I don’t always drink champagne, but when I do, grrruuuuffff bark bark rrrruff arfarf ruff!
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Oooooooohhhhhh yyyyyeeeeeeeaaahhHHHHH!!!
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