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Asmo gave a jug of milk to Selena. "Wake the kid please?"
"I was never scared," Azrael said.
"I'm really glad someone waited for my writer to give input," Asmo said sarcastically.
"That was weird," Asmo commented . Raven nodded. "A little."
"And no terrorism!" Asmo added.
"Hope you're not gonna refuse to save lives for visiting privileges," Raven said.
"Somepony is doing what, exactly?" Azrael stood back up.
"Very clever," Asmo commented. "For a sec, it almost felt like you just burned it."
"That, my mare pal, is a great question."
"Yeah, he got locked in a sword."
"But he's not dead now!"
"Arch isn't dead!" Asmo blurted out.
Azrael shrugged and waved Silver over.
"A full bottle of Everclear," he replied. "And not that watered down slop, either." He then grabbed the note and read it. "Hmm. And maybe throw...
Azrael nodded. "I do. How about you pay off your debt while helping the stool here bartend? He must need a second worker. Even Maya needs help...
"Those aren't real," Asmo told him. "She made them on the spot like twenty minutes ago." Azrael chuckled. "Well. What do I look like to you? A...
Azrael eyed the bag. "How much is in there?"
"You're worse than Asmodeus." He cast a lightning bolt by her hooves. "Listen! You need to pay for breaking her wing. So you either go into debt...
Kerawr.
Asmo trotted over and whispered something into Azrael's ear. Azrael nodded and pointed to Midnight. "You. I demand drinks for the rest of the night."
