"Mm. It gets me nice tips -- not that I have much use for them," he said. Vodka. He felt like vodka.
The glass spun out of the tabletop. A little ostentatious, but he had always had a flair for showmanship. "They like a good show, humans. Especially cultists." Obnoxious bastards that they were.
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Date: Tuesday, 7 April 2009 11:24 (UTC)The glass spun out of the tabletop. A little ostentatious, but he had always had a flair for showmanship. "They like a good show, humans. Especially cultists." Obnoxious bastards that they were.