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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 22, 2010 8:41:48 GMT -8
"Then you're stuck with them doing as they have been." She reasoned.
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Post by amanika on Nov 22, 2010 8:45:51 GMT -8
Tugger shrugged "Go figure. I can live with it most of the time, but it bites when they're both havin' a go at me f'somethin' that was Mac's fault in the first place."
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 22, 2010 8:47:50 GMT -8
Griddlebone's eyebrow arched, but she didn't ask. "Well, either way, it'll pan out eventually."
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Post by amanika on Nov 22, 2010 8:49:45 GMT -8
Another shrug, "I guess it's just startin t'get to me. Not to mention it stings how often they're right. At least both of 'em are more or less doin' the job they wanted to."
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 22, 2010 8:51:24 GMT -8
"You'll find your place, Tugger. It'll work out." She glanced down the bar again, "Now if you'll excuse me I have a few customers waitin' on me. I'll see you tomorrow?"
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Post by amanika on Nov 22, 2010 8:52:37 GMT -8
Tugger sighed, slipping off his barstool, not that he had any real inclination to go home to Munkustrap or his father. "I guess."
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 22, 2010 8:55:48 GMT -8
"Alright then. Take care." SHe offered him a half smile before heading to deal with the latest orders.
((exit Griddlebone))
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Post by amanika on Nov 22, 2010 8:57:56 GMT -8
Tugger nodded, though he didn't smile back, just turned and made for the door. Home wasn't ideal but he was no longer in the mood to stick around in the speakeasy either.
[Thread End]
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