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... , so he didn't understand how the bartender might possibly know what Dave was going to be doing soon. Before he could inquire, the bartender changed shape, from a grisly looking old man, to a teenager with a Mohawk and an electric guitar strapped to his back.
Dave gave him a wry smile. Was the Undeath God so bored as to come to serve drinks for others?
"When was the stuff I ever did for you not difficult?" he retorted.
"What you're doing right now it's not for me, ...
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