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-- oh dear diary, we fell apart.

"... What do you mean record a message? Ain't the whole point it bein' the other way round. Stupid piece o' --."

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[ ooc: action is also a-okay, if you know where to find him. :) ]

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Good question. How do other people manage?

Dumb luck?

The lot of them?

Must be. We're special.

Well, obviously.

So what y'been up to since our fight? Any more trouble?

Nah, the usual. Bartending, 'cept no one fights in my bar.

Which bar? I gotta come frequent it.

You should! [ random npc-owned bar goes here ]

You'll probably see me some time then.

Can I use you as my guinea pig for new drink creations?

Booze is booze, sure.

You won't regret it. Well, maybe the next morning.

S'all right, I got a stomach of steel.

'm taking that as a challenge, just so you know.

[ Grin in his voice. ] Bring it.

Oh, I will.

Right, I gotta go, Crepe's tryin' to eat my shoe.

Good luck with that.

Yeah, if I don't survive, we know who the culprit is.

Anyway, speak to you later, Ames.

[ And, hanging up. ]

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