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...Not bad, but we both know you like to overachieve sometimes.

Also, I've got to feel my fingertips to count the earnings from tonight.

I didn't take you as an "excuses" kind of guy.

I guess it's a good thing we get emails about that sort of thing now. [Ollie fondles the bottle as he leans over the bar. From underneath, he produces another shot glass and sets it beside his own and he fills both to the top with gold tequila.]

How about we play a drinking game? We count out and every $500 gives us a shot? But you're ahead of me, so I'll take that one.

*He picks up the glass and smirks deviously at his best friend.* I think this makes me a very good nightclub manager.

Definitely makes you the best in my book. [Ollie raises his own shot glass and clinks it to Tommy's, spilling a bit in the process.] I can't let you drink alone.

*His look softens and warms just before he takes the shot. It's been months, but there are still times when he realizes all over again that his best friend is miraculously back from the dead.*

*The tequila is good and stings in all the right ways. He sets down the glass with one hand and reaches over to the register drawer with the other.* Time to be responsible.

[Tommy taking on all of the responsibilities of the night club still at times takes Ollie by surprise. He could remember a time that he wouldn't have trusted his best friend to manage his sock drawer. It was always nice to be reminded that even Tommy could change.] What's in the till for tonight?

*Quirks a brow as he counts $50s* Give me a minute. *Pauses* And another shot.

If you insist. [Ollie pours up and tosses his back. Thank god his first few were as the club was winding down for the night, so there's been at least a few minutes.]

"Ollie!" Laurel shook her head as she leaned against the bar, kind of amused, perhaps a little drunk herself, "I can't do five, no way. You, my friend are on your own."

[Thea pokes him in the chest.] You have no...no thing to complain. Room! You were worse. Before you died.

Not bad for whom?

With a huge grin on his face, Ollie set his shot glass below the bar. "Okay, three? I'm not going to drink all of this on my own."

Thea. [Ollie puts on a stern face, trying to derail the disastrous track his sister is on.] And look where it got me.

Me. About five years ago. I can still hold it though.

She eyed him for a moment, then her hand shot up, took a shot glass and down the liquid in it, suddenly she pound her hand on the bar as it burned its way down and then she coughed out, "You have no idea how long its been since I've done this." Perhaps it was with him last, not wanting to think about it, she sat the glass down, reached for the second one lined up and down it once more, this time she didn't cough.

Edited 2013-05-08 20:29 (UTC)

If you have to, I'm sure.

Edited (ICON, sorry) 2013-05-08 16:12 (UTC)

[She just beams at him. Because she can see through that face. Or thinks she can.] Running a nightclub you mean? Or never being home?

OOH! I can do more, just going easy on you.

*Tommy shook his head.* You only get to drink for every $500 you count. *He tapped his finger on the bar, signalling that he was about ready for another.* Lucrative business you've got here, Mr. Queen.

[Ollie quickly pours another up for Tommy.] Less lucrative without good business partners such as yourself, Mr. Merlyn.

"Glad to enable, then." Ollie enjoyed indulging the little bit of his old self that truly remained. Somehow Laurel could draw it out of him when he thought it had all died on the island.

She chuckled softly, "Or perhaps I'm just that easy around you?" She pushed some of her brown hair back, smiling at him, as she picked up the third one, motioned her hand at him to tell him he better get to drinking and down it. "Okay," she breathed out, "maybe I can do five..." she hadn't moved yet so she wasn't aware of how drunk she was getting.

[Though Ollie's mission was important, it always hurt to be reminded of the cost. Also of how much he hated his old self.] That's not fair. That is not the same as purposefully wrecking your life and your future. I should know.