[P3] Not Open Yet

[orbs]

Tying her hair up Paige moved behind the bar at P3, stooping down to grab a box of straws. It was a wonder they still owned the bar, the lack of time actually spent taking care of the place was seriously giving Paige second doubts that they were still owners. Setting the box onto the counter, she still pushed a few other things around before she finally stood up. Exhaling she opened the box and set it where it belonged with the rest of the bar items.

Paige wondered where her sisters were, but knew better than to actually ask out loud, since the answer wouldn't come from any of them. Phoebe was off with Coop, and Piper was somewhere with Leo and the boys. Which left her, alone, in the house and in the bar to 'handle it' which was how Piper had so nicely termed it. So that's what she was doing, handling it. Very well too, it was just different without anyone actually checking up on her.

The door opened, causing her head to tilt a bit in curiosity, "We're not actually open yet. I mean sure the door is... which means I really fail at keeping security in this place." Sighing Paige knew that if she was just leaving the door open she was asking for trouble, her hand reached for whatever was close -- just in case -- which happened to be a bottle of vodka. Her other hand she kept empty, in case she could just use her gift to throw a table at them.

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[hasperkynipples]

Dean would love to believe in karma, but unfortunately he had proof otherwise. He wasn't gonna say that though. He was just writing a book, after all.

"Yeah, well -- who's actually gonna believe some book that some supposed kook on the road wrote?"

[orbs]

Narrows her eyes a bit re-evaluating him for the moment, "Hmmm... you're right. You did already lie to me once. Your book might end up in the fiction section of the bookstore, with all those young adult books about vampires."

Which... Paige was at one point.

[hasperkynipples]

He snorted. "There's a whole section of non-fiction for things people don't believe in. And they all do fairly well. People always love reading about things that can't be explained, but they never think they could actually happen. Besides if a guy like Carter Edlund can write a cult book series about guys who hunt the supernatural, I can write a book about things that actually happened and have it do well."

Not that he was actually writing a book, or that he was about to tell her those books were about him and his brother. It was nothing like that at all.