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Speculation

"You're distracted." Pam slid into the booth opposite Eric, frowning as he ignored her reminder that he wasn't pulling his weight with the public.

Eric focussed on her, his fingers steepled under his chin. "I was just wondering what I would be doing if I wasn't running the bar."

"A casino? A strip club?" Pam offered with a smirk.

"I was thinking more of something where I could swing a sword and be elbow deep in blood and intestines."

"There's not a lot of call for that these days."

"Shame. Perhaps we need to find good war."

"Or start one."

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trueblood100challenge #11: dream