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“Oh, oh!”

As the door softly creaked open at his arrival, a gasp of surprise left him. Sure enough he stepped into a bar, but the one behind the counter though.. well, maybe it was just a costume. A really good costume, Cain thought.

“Heh, sweet fit!” He grins, sitting down near the counter. He owned a bar himself, and was a bartender too. But he liked being served by fellow bartenders, talking to fellow bartenders too. He enjoyed seeing the ways of other’s.