[It's the Blue Light, and Edmund is at the bar, one elbow on it, chin in hand. He's grown, today - thank you, full moon - and it's vaguely empty, still - it's late, and a Monday.]
I figure I ought to get out of this rut and actually do something. We lost a waitress and I need someone who actually knows alcohol, as well.
Does anyone need a job?
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Meanwhile, I'll handle the bar. I'm sure Ginny can train the new waitresses.
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She wanders in slowly, half-asleep and almost as if in a daze, moving at a snail's pace as she collapses into the first empty booth she comes across and slumps, fast asleep almost before her head comes to rest on the forearms she's placed crossed on the tabletop.]
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You look dead.
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Mnnnnnnnnnnn.
[Her eyes open about a quarter of the way.]
...'mund?
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[He pushes a glass of water her way]
Drink.
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Feeling better?
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