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8TH BARK | TASTE TESTING | VIDEO/ACTION

[Toby flicks on the screen standing behind what looks like a rustic bar.]

Hey. [He sort of sucks at using these stupid video things and he'll always forget to introduce himself.] I'm about to open a place and we're going to have custom beers.

Before that I need people to come taste them and tell me what they like or don't like about them. [He likes to get straight to the point.]

Address is listed below.

[Without much more to say the video flicks off.]

[OOC: Toby will be at his unopened, unfinished Tavern. For those who come to taste you'll find him standing behind the bar with an annoyed look on his face. There are also a few papers out with menu's listed on them and puns scratched in messy writing next to each item.]

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[ Tony gave a dry, muffled laugh before raising his head to look at Toby. ]

Rough day, rough week, rough month, rough year, rough decade, rough forty-eight years.

[ He put a hand to his face and watched as he swirled the drink around. ]

Do you do the bartender who listens to people complain about their lives thing? Because I'd really like that right now.

Go for it.

[Toby is pretty sure bartenders listen because they are stuck behind that bar. That aside he likes eaves dropping at bars so this new gig works out pretty well for him.]

Wait. Seriously?

[ He'd just been running his mouth. He didn't think Toby would agree to listen to his bitching, but whatever. ]

I think my business is cursed because things keep happening. Employees making spectacles of themselves on the network was the easiest problem to deal with. Now I have to sort internal issues and bullshit that I never even expected. Did I mention how someone I've never met showed up and told me that in her alternate dimension my best friend since childhood is dead and apparently the other me didn't do jack shit to prevent it? Because that's been my week and I think I want to just slip into a coma for a while. Anyway, how's your sex life?

[ Why had he added that last part? Nobody would get that reference except, like, Dave. Ugh. He'd gone to drink and he didn't even feel like doing that anymore. ]

Fantastic.

[He answers Tony's question quickly feeling a smirk tug at his lips. He really isn't shy about anything.]

50% of that has nothing to do with you.

[Who cares what people in other timelines did.]

Cool.

[ Any other time he might have thought it was hilarious that he'd actually answered. Instead he finally took a sip of the drink, but he couldn't really enjoy it like he had wanted to. ]

All of it of it has everything to do with me. I ended up having to fire a guy I thought I could trust. Maybe I gave that trust to him too easily because he looks like someone from home. Dunno if you'd know him or not. Either way I feel like I'm up a creek without a paddle. Or a boat. I'm just in the water and I forgot how to swim.

Why couldn't you trust him?

[He knows the reason but Tony doesn't have to know that.]

He...

[ Tony propped his elbow on the counter and put his forehead to his palm. ]

He did something that I can't abide. I didn't know at first but now I do and I'm not going to put everyone else at risk because I didn't make a move. This isn't really the place for specifics.

He told you this?

[Toby knows and won't ask for specifics.]

That's the thing. He didn't. Someone else did and I have a feeling that I'm not supposed to know. But I couldn't live with the idea of only hoping it wasn't true or that things are different now. I have too many people I need to protect to take the chance.

Why not ask him?

[ ... had he even considered that as an option until that moment? ]

God, I don't know. How would I even do that? It's... it's not as easy as you make it sound, Toby.

I don't think its easy for anyone.

[He points this out while reaching for a glass to clean, he sucks at sitting still.]

So why make rash choices? [Pot meet kettle.]

That's the most pathetic part, isn't it? I'm acting like I'm the only one suffering right now like the self-centered prick everyone expects me to be.

[ He was saying too much now but what the hell did it matter? ]

Why is grass green? I don't know. I really don't know. I've always been this way.

Grass is green because...

[DON'T ASK HIM HARD QUESTIONS!]

Fuck man... [He mumbles under his breath grabbing a darker beer for Tony.] Just think of who's important to you here.

What would they want you to do?

Chlorophyll. It's green because of chlorophyll.

[ The answer was plain and dry, but he nodded a halfhearted thanks for the next drink. ]

Would I be a broken record to say I'm not sure about that either? [ He frowned, appearing thoughtful. ] Some would tell me I should make things better before they get worse but others might tell me the opposite. How do you make a choice based on hypothetical advice when it's conflicting?

Right.

[Toby doesn't look like he cares about grass.]

Advice is good and all but you should learn every side to a story and then do whatever the fuck you want to do.

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