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((LOL, was on a rant about "my job"....))

*she joins Icy in the bathroom, and now her tough facade disappears and her worry for her sister shows.* Dammit Icy, what have you gotten yourself into now? *seeing that Icy is still woozy, she leads her to a chaise in the sitting area of the opulent ladies room* Tell you what, you just lay here for awhile and rest, since you're obviously not ready to talk about what happened on this last job. *Before exiting the ladies room, she checks her face to make sure her unshed tears are gone, takes a deep breath, sets her jaw, and exits the restroom. Walking back into the bar area, she grabs another Corona, opens it, comes back around the bar and sits on a stool at the bar with her back to the bar, crosses one leg over the other and stares at Dec* Now.....where were we?

-has been busying herself with tea and well anything else aside from what was happening on the other side of the room-

-fiddles with her fingers while actually getting acquainted with everything behind the bar. she was kneeling behind the counter when dec called her name- Hm? -she said standing up, bonking her head on the counter- stressed Ouch! Dammit! -her hand flew to the back of her head- stressed sweatdrop cry -rubbing her head she looked at dec- Yeah? What news, hon?

Thank you -He lines up the 12 glasses with about 4-6 inches between each and sets an empty shot glass in front of each. He then opens up the bottle of Baileys and pours a half shot in each shot glass. Then after closing the the bottle he opens the Jameson's and tops off the shot glasses. Closing that bottle he hands them off to the bar keep.- Again Thank you. -He then opens one Can of Guinness and pour it evenly into two glasses (half pint). He repeats for each can and each glass.- Ladies and Gentlemen. Faelan, thats me, Is buying a one-way ticket to the Gods. I will be doing the Irish 12 Gun Salute, Also know as the 12 Irish Car Bomb Run. - He grins big because he didn't make it through last time he did this-

((totally understandable, hun...family comes first around here anyways, believe it or not xd ))

*cocks an eyebrow back at Dec, and turns from him. As she does some of her resolve breaks and a single tear slides down her cheek.dammit Icy, you'd better be ok! She hurriedly wipes the tear away, hopefully before anyone notices, and takes a long pull on her beer*

((Thank goodness! Hope all goes well with him! smile ))

*continues to drink her Corona in silence while she ponders possible scenarios that Icy could've gotten into overnight*

Ready? -Grabs the first glass and shotglass. Drops it in and chugs it. Moves to the next one and repeats. Continues down the line. Third one ok. Fourth one a little slower. Grabs the fifth one and shakes his head and downs it. Misses the Sixth one and tries again this time succeeding. His back starts to hurt from sleeping on the table. Grabs the seventh one and tries to put the pint glass into the shot glass. Fails and figures it out. As he downs it he takes a step back to regain his balance. As he steps to the next one he hits the chair and sits in it. Downs it. Moves slower to the ninth one and downs it dribbling a bit on his shirt. He slaps his face trying to get it in focus. Doesn;t feel it. Grabs the 10 one and the elvenths onez and combines them and drops both shot into it downing it all... slides over to the last one- Oh yeahzzz thiz iz itz peoples. - He grabs the last one and the shot glass and drops it in. he downs it and slams it back on the bar finishing his run. Standing there he looks at everyone and wipes his mouth off.- Oh yeah.... I didz itz!