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The bar has a sense of humor.
A fucking lousy sense of humor, but a sense of humor anyhow.
Andy. Figures. Maybe I really am dead and this is a piece of hell. Or maybe it's trying to tell me something. Not sure what I have to learn from being dressed up as the biggest fraud I ever met, but... either I'll figure it out or I won't waste my time on it.
I guess I won't waste my time on it.
Spike is very glad to find his own clothes (and his own gun) waiting for him in his room. Not that he needs either of them now: he leaves the door unlocked for Beth, whenever she gets finished with Todd, and strips out of the Andy costume. Thanks a fuck of a lot, bar. He opens the closet door and throws the clothes inside.
When Beth gets back, he's got a few things to tell her.
If he's awake.
A fucking lousy sense of humor, but a sense of humor anyhow.
Andy. Figures. Maybe I really am dead and this is a piece of hell. Or maybe it's trying to tell me something. Not sure what I have to learn from being dressed up as the biggest fraud I ever met, but... either I'll figure it out or I won't waste my time on it.
I guess I won't waste my time on it.
Spike is very glad to find his own clothes (and his own gun) waiting for him in his room. Not that he needs either of them now: he leaves the door unlocked for Beth, whenever she gets finished with Todd, and strips out of the Andy costume. Thanks a fuck of a lot, bar. He opens the closet door and throws the clothes inside.
When Beth gets back, he's got a few things to tell her.
If he's awake.
