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The Pub
May 18, 2006 21:41:44 GMT -5
Post by littlewitch34 on May 18, 2006 21:41:44 GMT -5
She smiled a little, "Eh, yours fits you too. Beer, whiskey, scotch, what'll you have? And how old are you really?"
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The Pub
May 18, 2006 22:40:34 GMT -5
Post by flick on May 18, 2006 22:40:34 GMT -5
He hadn't had a scotch in awhile, "Umm...scotch sounds good. And I'm 16, I'll be 17 in two weeks." He couldn't believe that it had been 10 years since he had been in New York last.
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The Pub
May 19, 2006 6:47:52 GMT -5
Post by littlewitch34 on May 19, 2006 6:47:52 GMT -5
"Yeah, you look it." She spoke with rthe bartender, and then passed Flick a scotch. "There you go, hon."
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The Pub
May 19, 2006 11:12:52 GMT -5
Post by flick on May 19, 2006 11:12:52 GMT -5
"Thanks," he smiled as he threw back the shot. He looked over at Aura, "Why do ya woik in a place like dis?"
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The Pub
May 19, 2006 12:15:55 GMT -5
Post by littlewitch34 on May 19, 2006 12:15:55 GMT -5
" 'Cause I get paid," Aura said. "It's a job that pays."
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The Pub
May 19, 2006 15:56:48 GMT -5
Post by flick on May 19, 2006 15:56:48 GMT -5
Flick looked at her and said, "A lot of jobs pay. Hey, can I get anudder drink?" He asked with a smile.
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The Pub
May 19, 2006 22:38:28 GMT -5
Post by littlewitch34 on May 19, 2006 22:38:28 GMT -5
"Depends. Got ten cents?" she said, smirking. "I know a lot of jobs pay. but this one's a secure job.And I make tips, when people are nice enough to give 'em."
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The Pub
May 20, 2006 17:27:07 GMT -5
Post by flick on May 20, 2006 17:27:07 GMT -5
One corner of Flicks mouth lifted. He flicked 25 cents towards her. "Whatcha think I was a cheap newsie or somethin'? I alwaaays tip," Flick said this as he leaned over the counter to exaggerate him point.
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The Pub
May 21, 2006 16:49:20 GMT -5
Post by littlewitch34 on May 21, 2006 16:49:20 GMT -5
Aura caught the coin in the air, "Thanks, kid. Nah, the cheap newsies are the Brooklyn ones," she said, a smirk on her face.
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The Pub
May 21, 2006 18:47:44 GMT -5
Post by flick on May 21, 2006 18:47:44 GMT -5
Flick just raised an eyebrow. "Doesn't sound as if ya like dem Brooolyn newsies very much? And who ya callin' kid?"
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The Pub
May 21, 2006 19:15:48 GMT -5
Post by littlewitch34 on May 21, 2006 19:15:48 GMT -5
"You're younger than me. So you're a kid. I ain't got a problem with the boys from Brooklyn as long as they leave me a nice tip. They make a mess and break things that I gotta clean up."
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The Pub
May 21, 2006 19:23:09 GMT -5
Post by flick on May 21, 2006 19:23:09 GMT -5
"Its not da age that makes ya young its da experience and how ya use it dat make ya young," Flick truely believed this and thats why with everything that happened to him he used it to his advantage.
"Yea well if ya get anyone drunk enough they gonna make a mess, just means dat they like ta drink a little more den most so ya should watch 'em carefully," he didn't know if Aura would take that as an insult, but if she did hoped it would be repairable. Never knew how women took things.
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The Pub
May 21, 2006 19:28:50 GMT -5
Post by littlewitch34 on May 21, 2006 19:28:50 GMT -5
"Are you kiddin' me? Even when they aren't drunk, they're throwing glasses around. I've lost more shotglasses to them than to the residents of Hell's Kitchen," Aura shot back. "And sometimes I gotta pick up the broken glass by hand. and it ain't fun."
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The Pub
May 21, 2006 19:38:32 GMT -5
Post by flick on May 21, 2006 19:38:32 GMT -5
"Well, if ya eveh need a hand just call and of course all come runnin' if I ain't busy or dead or somethin'. Yea might wanna find a more dependable protector cause ya neveh know about me," Flick was joking. He knew he'd come if she needed help. "Ya know for bein' and old lady ya ain't have bad ta talk to."
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The Pub
May 21, 2006 19:58:27 GMT -5
Post by littlewitch34 on May 21, 2006 19:58:27 GMT -5
"You watch your mouth, little boy. no matter how old I am, I'm still a lady. I ain't old, though. Not really. You young'ins just don't know how to respect your elders, huh?" she teased, and set a plate down in front of Flick. The plate contained a small sandwich.
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