A Double Shot of Personal Gain

[matt]

Another Saturday night, busy as ever at P3. The line at the bar was three deep with people waiting for drinks, and Shayn's wrists were starting to get tired from pouring drinks. "Well, pretty soon, they'll have drank the place dry," he joked, as he shook up a martini before turning back to the counter to pour it to the glass.

[Sandy]

Wyatt grinned over to him as mixed a daiquiri, "That's never happened yet, but I know what you mean. Maybe we should book a less well known band soon, give ourselves a bit of a break." He was kidding of course, for one thing, P3 provided enough income for the siblings that they did not need additional jobs and were free to focus on their demon fighting activities. More importantly, none of them wanted to deal with their mother if they let the club fail.

He smiled as he served it and then moved to the next customer, taking the order.

"Nice thing about our weekends being on off days, we don't have to deal with these crowds."