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Lance walks into Shakes, finding a seat in a dark corner. No one is sitting near him, but considering his unshaven appearance and the fact that he has forgotten his deodorant three days running isn't likely to attract others to his table, or to any nearby.
The waitress' hips waved hello as she brought him his usual, a shot and a beer and a scowl.
Lance glanced at her posterior as she walked away, and he tried to forget the rest of the world...
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As Lance stares into his drink he fails to notice a shadowy figure behind him. Gesturing to Babette to send Lance another drink, the figure places a small Omnicom on the table next to Lance’s Glass. “Hey!” starts Lance “who are……….” But as he turns there is no one there.
Puzzled Lance picks up the Omnicom and starts to read.
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Lance sips his drink as he reads the Omnicon. The text reads, "Meet me behind the bar at 2am. Come alone. You know what I want."
Puzzled, Lance looks around, wondering if the green glow on the other side of the room was real, or was the by-product of a really good drink.
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*Invisible Brainiac pops in with his light powers and sees Lance, an old friend. He can't really talk right now, but he leaves Lance something he knows Lance will recognize*
Lance looks around to see a bucket filled with ice, with 6 beers nestled in, each from a different UP world. Sweet-tasting Naltorian beer, the more bitter Rimbor version, a pluberry-flavored Winathian brand, thick Raltveech brew, a light Alephian mix and the classic brew from Earth.
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Lance fondles the bottle of Naltorian beer..then pulls his hand back, unsure if he wants to see his future. He pulls the Winathian beer from the bucket, wondering if it is truly lightning in a bottle. He unscrews the top, taking a pull from the bottle. Free beer is better than a kick in the crotch any day.
Lance glances at his chronometer...1:55am...do I go or don't I?
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What the hell..I stroll out the door..walking around to the back of the bar..I look around..and wait....
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