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Saber chuckled at the hiccup, and asked, "You gonna make it home, Azzy?"
"Thank you. And then mine..." she payed her own tab. "Yay, economics."
"Zeran! Pay your tab."
especially if its pony stew, cause then you gotta butcher the meat yourself. nopony sells it anymore.
"Azzy is shorter anyway."
"Ok, now that was a bit harsh." she rolled another 6, but once again not a double.
"Gotta buy my jail food somehow." she joked some more.
"Oh, right. Sorry Aztallion. Geez I suck at this. Im gonna stick with Azzy."
"Cough it up, bub~" she ordered playfully, holding out her hoof.
"Will do Az Man. Wouldnt have pocketed any anyhow." she did accordingly.
"Sounds good Azzy." she got his spirits, ignoring Asmo's comment.
"Better than jail..." Saber blew on the dice, and rolled a 11. "Damn."
Saber smiled and slid it over before getting behind the bar. "Last call. For alcohol. Grab your hats. Grab your coats. And if you have some. Grab...
"I grabbed it from the kitchen. It was sposed to be funny, but wasnt. Want it?"
