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Salt? Hmmm, maybe not. -Stares at them distastefully- You don’t have anything…less seasoned?
Um… I can check, we might have some unsalted peanuts in the back.
(Source: joannabeth)
Good to hear, Devil makes work for idle hands and all that. I can’t complain currently helping deary Sam look for his pie loving brother. You heard anything?
You’re helping Sam? That’s good… But, no, I’m not sure where Dean is at the moment.
Yea he called me a few weeks ago all worried and concerned about Dean, as usual, so I met him in some down market motel in the middle of nowhere and since then I’ve been working nonstop night and day. Do me a favour if you hear anything about where he is or even Castiel for that matter gimme a heads up?
Sure thing…I’ll keep my eyes open for him and put out a few inquiries of my own.
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-Laughs- I am beset on all sides by suspicion. I’ve been to literally every bar in the British Isles, and I decided to branch out a bit. Been to America a few times but never done the full Walt-Whitman-Emperor-Norton tour. I understand the bars here are different than what you get back home.
I see… Should’ve seen the Roadhouse, before it burnt down, obviously… That was a true American bar classic. *pours him his drink and slides it over* anything else I can get you?
Would’ve been nice. Sorry to see it go. -Takes drink, sipping it, raises eyebrows in approval- Very good. Maybe some of those roasted peanuts, always loved those. If you’re not too busy, that is.
*chuckles* sure, I think I can manage that. *grabs him a small bowl of peanuts and passes them over* You know there’s salt on those, right?
Becky nodded, she’d talk to Adam again later when he was feeling better. It was stupid to think Lucifer might not come back. “I uh, was low on cash. I broke into a couple hotel rooms to y’know loot them. One of them turned out to be his and he caught me inside. Needless to say he wasn’t happy.”
Jo sighed and brushed her hair back again. “You probably just startled him,” she said, wanting to think the best of her friends and give them the benefit of the doubt. “I wish you’d just come to me, Becky… I would have helped you.”
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Good to hear, Devil makes work for idle hands and all that. I can’t complain currently helping deary Sam look for his pie loving brother. You heard anything?
You’re helping Sam? That’s good… But, no, I’m not sure where Dean is at the moment.
(Source: joannabeth)
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what-do-you-mean-manipulative:
Cragganmore will do. How are things here?
Coming up… Things are fine, though I can’t help but be curious as to why you’re interested.
-Laughs- I am beset on all sides by suspicion. I’ve been to literally every bar in the British Isles, and I decided to branch out a bit. Been to America a few times but never done the full Walt-Whitman-Emperor-Norton tour. I understand the bars here are different than what you get back home.
I see… Should’ve seen the Roadhouse, before it burnt down, obviously… That was a true American bar classic. *pours him his drink and slides it over* anything else I can get you?
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Hello to you too Jo long time no see. How’ve you been?
I’m good, keeping busy. How about you?
what-do-you-mean-manipulative:
Cragganmore will do. How are things here?
Coming up… Things are fine, though I can’t help but be curious as to why you’re interested.
(Source: joannabeth)
