Grand Opening, Part One

One certain little Irish boy has been hard at work, and finally it's all paid off.

Cillian:  "It's..... a GRAND OPENING!"

Cillian:  "The American branch o' the O' Connell family pub be officially open!"

Cillian:  "Can I take yor order?"

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*cricket chirp*

Cillian:  "......."  *sigh*

SOME TIME LATER

"Hello?"

Malice:  "Can we come in?"

Cillian:  "Yes!  Come in, come in!"

Malice:  "Sorry we're late; we were working on the new album."

Cillian:  "'S alright.  Have a sit.  What can I get for ya?"

Syn:  "Guinness."

Malice:  "A wine cooler, please, if you have any."

Havoc:  "Chocolate milk!"

Cillian:  "Comin' right up!"

Fulton:  "Wow, this is nice.  You did a great job, Cill."

Cillian:  "Welcome!"

Ardan:  "Cillian, so cute!"

Cillian:  "Ardan, ya can't be back here."

Ardan:  "But..."

Cillian:  "Out!"

Ardan:  "Fine....."  ;_;

Cillian:  "What'a ya doin'!?"

Syn:  "Getting my drink."

Cillian:  "Shoo!  Shoo!  Go!  Out!"

Syn:  "Fiiiiine."

Cillian:  "Jaysus, ya'd think the two'a ya were related."

Syn & Ardan:  "...........  We are."

Cillian:  "I was...... ......  Nevermind."

Fulton:  ^,^;  "Isn't it so much livelier with everyone here?"

Cillian:  "Well.... almost everyone."

Antonio:  "I'm here, we can have fun now."

Cillian:  "Welcome."

::collective nosebleed!::

Tachi:  "Oh my gods....."

Antonio:  "So cute......."

Brishen:  ".............."

Cillian:  "Come stand here wit' me."

Syn:  "Hey!"

Ardan:  "Why does he get to be back there?"

Cillian:  "Because he's special."

Ardan:  "And I'm not?"

Cillian:  "No."

Ardan:  "............"

Ardan:  "Hmph."

SOME TIME LATER

Günter:  "Are you ok?"

Antonio:  "Everything is spinning."

Günter:  "You drank too much."

Antonio:  "My head...."

Syn:  "Ha, can't hold his liquor, can he?"

Antonio:  "Shut up...."

Syn:  "Aw, poor little brat."

Günter:  "Syn."

Günter:  "Can you make it home?"

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Günter:  "Antonio?"

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Günter:  ".......  He passed out."  ::blink::

Brishen:  "....  What's that for?"

Cillian:  "For the fairies."  ^_^

Brishen:  ".............  The what?"

Cillian:  "Fairies.  Ya know.  Fairies love milk, so if ya leave some out for 'em, they'll clean the place up for ya."

Brishen:  "Ridiculous."

Cillian:  "What?  Ya have yor beliefs an' I have mine."

Brishen:  "And yours are- ....."

Cillian:  "What?"

Brishen:  "......  Nothing."

Cillian:  "Hn....."

Brishen:  ".........."

Cillian:  ".........  Spend the night."

Brishen:  "......  I beg your pardon?"

Cillian:  "I...... thought...... maybe ya'd like ta stay the night........."

Brishen:  "....  I would."

Günter:  "We're going now.  He's.... not feeling very well."

Brishen:  "Ah... I..... I'm staying."

Tachi:  "OooOOOOoooh~"

Brishen:  *cough*

Günter:  ::nod::  "Goodnight, then."

Syn:  "Do I get a kiss goodbye?"

Syn:  "Good ni~ght."

Cillian:  "Shall we turn in too?"

Brishen:  "We're done cleaning up?"

Cillian:  "Yep.  The fairies will do the rest."

Brishen:  ".............  Right."

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On to part two~