Okay, I just read S. Clark's wonderful 'Ramblings Before Last Call' and decided Tracy had to be at the bar too. <g>

Disclaimers: I don't own them or where they are but I so love to play with them. No money being made. Thanks to TPTB for their use.

"One For The Road"

By: Cousin Mary (Jenkins)

Why is it whenever I really need to see you, you're never around? I came in tonight, hoping you'd be here, but of course you aren't.

So here I am, letting Screed buy me strange, stupidly named drinks. Blue Nova, Cherry Squid, Sex on the Beach, Dog's Breath Ale.

Today sucked, I closed my hand in a drawer, got stuck with all the paperwork and had to tell two people their son wasn't coming home, all I wanted was to talk to you, but you weren't around. You know, you suck Vachon!

You're probably with Urs, Screed says you are. Damn it, my pencil broke.

Screed gave me a pen, probably better not to ask where it came from. You know, I can see why you like him. Kind of scruffy, but nice. I mean, sure he's a little rough around the edges, and keeps looking at me like he's expecting me to pass out, but he's always where I can find him isn't he?

Well, the bar's about to close, I'll put this stupid coaster in your jacket pocket, you left the damn thing here last night the bartender said, in the lost in found now. If you don't pick it up by tomorrow I'm taking it.

Going home now, with Screed. You suck.

>>>>>>>

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