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Tonight had been torture. Ernie's mum had insisted he come by for dinner after work, and of course he couldn't say no to her. Unfortunately, the dinner had been a mix of enthusiastic conversation and astute ignorance as his father did his best to pretend he wasn't there. Ernie could see the heartbreak in his mother's eyes but there wasn't anything he could do about it - this was his father's mess to clean up, if only he cared to.
After all that, Ernie had earned the free drink Seamus had promised, though the moment the pina colada was in his hands, he just happened to place a tip in the jar that was the same amount as what the drink would have been. He was a healer, he made enough money to pay for his drink, and serving so many free drinks couldn't be good for Seamus' account books.
He took a seat at the bar and grinned at the room, feeling more at home here than he did at his parents' place.