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outtherecomic.com/d/20080121.html Out There - Monday, January 21, 2008 [[Sherry is behind the bar. Araceli is sitting at the bar with a glass of wine.]]/Araceli: I envy you a little, Sherry. Running a bar seems like a much less stressful life than the one I'm living.//Sherry: I *wish*. I'm *constantly* under stress, not knowing if I'm going to make it or not. Sometimes I feel like this bar is running on fumes.//Araceli: Hard to see *why*. Cheap drinks and attractive barmaids would seem to be a formula for success./Sherry: That's what *I* was hoping. Hasn't been the case so far.//Araceli: Maybe no one knows about you. Have you done any advertising?/Sherry: Thought about it, haven't figured out how to do it profitably.//Clayton: [[seated nearby]] Save your money, Sherry. The last thing we need in here is a bunch of amateur drinkers./Sherry: He's a purist./Araceli: We're all the better for it. |