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GOB took some chocolate, some Coke, and some soda water, mixed it all together, and dropped two Maraschino cherries in the concoction and called it The GOBtini.

This was his first attempt at making a brand new non-alcoholic drink. In order to encourage people to try the GOBtini, he had Tino put up a sign:
This week all non-alcoholic drinks
2% OFF!

He didn't want people to be too encouraged to buy non-alcoholic drinks, after all.

As a test, GOB tasted a GOBtini. It tasted nasty. "Just like any good non-alcoholic drink should," he said proudly to himself. He stared at it triumphantly for a moment before turning to Tino and demanding, "Get me some whiskey, this needs booze."

Later on, Tino added the phrase "GOBtinis free!" underneath the existing text.

[OOC: I'm around but kind of have a headache, so I may be a little slow. Mod Tino for speed.]

There was a sign posted at the front door:

G.O.B. Bluth Presents:
The Third Annual
Three Minute Dates @ Caritas
hosted by A Matchmaker Named G.O.B.

However, the sign fell over because GOB had bought really cheap sign-making materials. But if people didn't know about the event, that wouldn't necessarily stop GOB from roping them in.

On the stage at precisely 5:55 PM, the familiar opening of "The Final Countdown" blared and GOB strutted out onto the stage to set the mood. With illusions. There was the standard prancing and hankies and brandishing of knives, and it ended after a couple minutes with GOB wheeling a heart-shaped ring of fire out onto stage and releasing a flock of doves to fly through it.

After Tino got the resulting minor fire under control, GOB stepped up to the microphone. "Ladies and gentlemen, it doesn't matter who you are. If you're a dateless wonder or a complete slut, this night is for you. You'll get to meet several people of some gender and maybe, just maybe, you'll be able to convince them to come home with you. And that, my friends, is the magic--" a large blast of smoke went off behind GOB and a banner that looked much like the sign up from - aside from the fact that the banner had yet to fall apart - dropped down behind GOB, "-- of Three Minute Dates at Caritas. My name is GOB Bluth and I'll be your host."

"When I call your name and the name of someone else, you will find each other, look longingly into each others' eyes, and figure out whether or not you give a damn about whatever they're talking about. If you do, remember that for later because you'll have to do the same thing four more times and then it's a battle of trying to figure out who you want to do more! And if everything goes!"

"Oh, and we had way too many guys again so enjoy your gay dates. Oh, and Round 4 is the gay round so everyone have fun, especially the ladies!"

[OOC: Three minutes equals ten comments for our purposes. That's five comments per person. Try your very best to get it wrapped up in that time. You do NOT have to do these in chronological order. Do them as people are available. Just try not to Joss yourself.

Remember, if you slap someone, you will be teleported out of the club and will have to make your way back.

If you can't get through all of your dates today, you can slowplay, don't worry!

Any necessary announcements will be made up here.

OCD IS UP! Thanks and have fun!]