The bar is full of a multitude of people. Isabella is the only angel there, and most everyone is dressed strangely; some people are shaped strangely. Of the people with visible forearms, no one appears to have been dedicated. The bar is unstaffed, but someone, too far to make out the words, orders a drink - and it appears.
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Date: 2013-02-12 10:41 pm (UTC)"What kind of place is this?" murmurs Isabella.