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"But... but I want my tentacles. They make me feel warm."
Asmo shrugged. "Kinda, sorta."
"Nope! Taken worse knocks."
The bar went black for a split second. When light returned, Azrael was casually sitting next to Blackened. "Did somepony mention the equine spine?"
"No, I think I did okay, considering I just drank a potent psychedelic."
"Uhh..." Asmo put tentacles all over the complicated car controls. "You sure?" Maya raised an eyebrow. "Is that a real question?"
"If you sue me, you're permanently banned," Maya warned.
"Good. I am suing Maya Heartstrings and Blackened... Lastname for aggravated assault, and interrupting my union-allowed smoke break."
Maya rolled her eyes. "Az, you're making more money than I am, and I own this place. I'm sure you'll live." "Blackened, please tell Maya I demand...
Azrael broke free of the ice with a short growl. "Blackened, tell my boss if this is part of my job now, I demand a raise."
"Hmm?" Azrael turned and caught the bottle with his face, instantly freezing solid as it broke. Maya snickered. "Good chuck."
"Fine." Asmo flopped down from the house and landed on his side.
Maya offered him a small, glass bottle filled with light blue liquid. "Go toss this at Az."
"Hey." Maya leaned in to Blackened. "Wanna see something cool?"
"Back to the bar indeed."
"Oh. Well, let's stop tearing stuff down. Somepony left something in the upstairs bathroom I don't want falling on or near me."
"Why, though?"
"So... building a dome?" Asmo asked.
"Now imagine you're not all about being hardcore and metal. You're gonna do whayever he says. That guitar's safe right here." "Right... Maya, I'm...
"Nopony's gonna take it. Come here." She pointed to Azrael. "Look at this dude. You're just a normal pony and you see that working security. Are...
