"Daaaah dah dah, something in September," Annie sang under her breath as she set out garnishes tonight and wrote up her specials. She was at least on-key, even if she clearly knew, like, exactly one actual word of this song.

Tiny grumbled something from across the bar, because of course, there was another flaw, besides her obvious lack of lyrical knowledge.

"I know it was yesterday," Annie finally acquiesced, looking up from another set of nah nah nah, nah nah nah nahs. "I know. But the song is stuck in my head now."

And now it would be stuck in Tiny's, and maybe yours too.

~*Specials*~
Undead Gentleman
Grapefruit Collins
Autumn Spiced Tonic

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