sam_mm (sam_mm) wrote in morningstar_mnr, @ 2010-10-03 23:19:00 |
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Entry tags: | gregori, memphis |
Slaughtered Lamb, Evening, Gregori and Memphis (Mix'n'Match)
Gregori had been at the shop for most of the day, not open, but with Paul in the kitchen, refilling the stock in the coolers and working on some new filling ideas suggested by customers in this, their first week. Now though, he had eaten, and was sitting in the Lamb, nursing his eighth, or was that tenth, drink, celebrating alone his fantastic first week. It seemed, despite all the odds, that this little venture, of which a number of people had been so sceptical, was going to work. He looked up from his barstool, and caught the barman's eye, but he wasn't ordering another drink, at least, not for himself, "I am celebrating, first week in new business, went good. I want, food, and more drinks, everyone to have a drink."
He grinned, "I would have bought chocolate, but shop is closed for night. Come see me tomorrow for that!" He waved his arm around, "Drinks, for everyone, I pay, because I am happy!"