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New RN's. How bout it? |
I desire to serve the Mistress and her ladies unconditionally |
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I just want a drink |
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Say What? |
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Oh gawd. How am I going to walk in those heels? |
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 7:12 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 7:14 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 7:17 pm
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Amy nodded to Kits and started making the drink directly in the glass. "Don't need a recipe for this!"
She quickly finished it and slid it over to Kits, smiling. "Enjoy, Kits!"
Then, she turned to Brat and nodded her head excitedly. "Yes, I do! They're all different kinds of Fruit Cocktails in honor of the fresh fruit that is coming into season now!"
She pulled out the small pile of recipes from a pocket in her skirt that she had brought with her for the party. She quickly began to read through the different names, putting down one of the recipes on the top of the bar as she said its name.
"Watermelon Martini, Frozen Watermelon Margarita, Tornado, Sunset Strip, Killer Blowfish, Screwdriver and Strawberry Daiquiri! I've already been practicing the Strawberry Daiquiri here."
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 7:18 pm
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-just as he was wondering why in hell he agreed to Icys idea, she walks in. Watching her slow gait full of herself almost made him smile. Uhm, uhm, uhmmmmm..... twisted Then, he chef boy was also there, but that didn't matter. He may not have many chances to speak to her, let alone get close to her, but he sure as hell could watch her as long as he wanted. Feeling eyes on him, he looks up to see his men smirking at him, giving him that knowing look. Scowling, he turns his head ignoring them. Needing a drink, he stands up and goes behind to the bar, looking at the girl behind it. Overhearing her saying something about being a bartender, he tipped his hat to her- Mind if I get a Gentlemens Jack, straight up, no ice?
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 7:21 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 7:23 pm
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Amy smiled at the man, whom she had never met before, and nodded her head. "Coming right up!"
She took out the recipe book, found the drink, and quickly began to make it. When she was done, she slipped the drink over to him across the counter. Then, she gasped and held out a box of crazy straws with fluffy colored balls on the outside of them, two crazy eyes, and two pipe cleaners.
"Would you like a specialty-made crazy straw as a souvenir, sir? I made them just for tonight's party and brought them in earlier today! They're not to drink with, obviously, but they look like a bunny!"
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 7:23 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 7:25 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 7:26 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 7:26 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 7:28 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 7:28 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 7:28 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 7:29 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 7:30 pm
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