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pullmeapintFinn cleared the last of the dishes from the dinner rush and carted them into the kitchen for Tandy, laughing when she asked if he'd been demoted to busser.
That chore done, he headed back into the bar to do a walk around, checking with those in the game room and those at the tables and booths scattered around the bar area. He joked with a few of the regulars and greeted the faces he couldn't remember seeing before taking his position behind the bar again.
Leaning against the back counter, he surveyed his pub and couldn't help the smile that formed. For as much flak as he'd received from his family over his choosing such a small town when he finally struck out on his own, he really did love the town. The atmosphere was open, accepting, and the sheer fact that he could use his abilities without causing the National Enquirer to drop onto his head made it perfect.
He looked up when the door opened and called out a welcome to the newcomer.
"Welcome to the Pub."
That chore done, he headed back into the bar to do a walk around, checking with those in the game room and those at the tables and booths scattered around the bar area. He joked with a few of the regulars and greeted the faces he couldn't remember seeing before taking his position behind the bar again.
Leaning against the back counter, he surveyed his pub and couldn't help the smile that formed. For as much flak as he'd received from his family over his choosing such a small town when he finally struck out on his own, he really did love the town. The atmosphere was open, accepting, and the sheer fact that he could use his abilities without causing the National Enquirer to drop onto his head made it perfect.
He looked up when the door opened and called out a welcome to the newcomer.
"Welcome to the Pub."
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Date: 2015-03-04 07:48 pm (UTC)"Well that just begs the question; What the hell was her plan?" Lee said with a laugh.
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Date: 2015-03-04 08:27 pm (UTC)"That would be a food truck that specialized in dessert protein," Finn said, with as much seriousness as he could muster. "Her Oreo-Crusted Pork Chops were a thing to behold."
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Date: 2015-03-04 08:31 pm (UTC)Lee blinked at him. "I'm not gonna lie...I'm terrified and slightly hungry."
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Date: 2015-03-04 08:34 pm (UTC)"Go with terrified. Trust me. Have an Oreo, have a pork chop. Do not have both together on the same plate. It was, in all honesty, the only time I've ever spit food back out again since I was out of a high chair."
He still had nightmares thinking about the Butterfinger Fish.
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Date: 2015-03-04 08:38 pm (UTC)Laughing, Lee shook her head. "Okay maybe it is a bit more terrifying than appetising." She said. "I'm assuming she's not the chef here."
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Date: 2015-03-04 08:45 pm (UTC)"Oh Hell no. She's pretty much been summarily banned from all Finnegan kitchens since she was caught trying to slip M&M shrimp onto a plate at my uncle's place. I think she's in Thailand now or something, expanding her culinary education. I somehow doubt that's going to help. At all. Not if the pictures she's posting to Instagram are any indication."
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Date: 2015-03-04 08:54 pm (UTC)"Oh god...Thai sweet savouries?" Lee shook her head. "She's a mad woman. What was her punishment for the M&M shrimp?"
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Date: 2015-03-04 09:09 pm (UTC)"She calls herself an unappreciated genius. Truth told, we're all hoping she crosses paths with Gordon Ramsey at some point, maybe she'll listen if he tells her that what she's making is inedible."
Finn laughed and loaded empties into the bar dishwasher. "Banishment from our restaurants was the punishment. In my family, that's kind of a big thing."