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"Why is a bartender called a Bartender?" My drunk ass asked the bartender of the bar that we saw in the morning.

I'll take y'all back to what happened, nothing happened though. All we did after getting yelled at the Quarter was roam around the market buying street stuff.

"Hey, I wanna know that too," said Hannah's drunk ass.

Sighing, Jeremy, our bartender walked to one end of the bar and said, "Bar...." Gesturing and walking till the other end of the bar, "Attendee" he pointed at himself, "Bar plus Attendee is equal to Bartender" he explained guiding his hand between the bar and himself.

"But...but you're an attendee, not an attender" Hannah mutter.

"Hmmm..ummmm" I hummed agreeing, sipping my drink.

"Point, but look at it in this way, this is a bar and I'm your attender so it makes me a bartender" he clarified again.

"Whatever you say, Jer," we said in a 'nevermind' rhythm, not understanding what he just said.

"By the way, tell us about your family, Jeremy," Hannah confided.

"Ladies, your drunk asses won't recall any of this" he talked the truth.

"About that, Jer, leave all of it on us," I said snapping my fingers and pointing at him.

"Okay, whatever you say, girl," he said as we said before.

"So, I'm married and my wife is a kindergarten teacher"

"That's pretty cool"
"Yeah, sounds fun"

"I have a daughter too!" He continued.

"Really, what is she like?" I asked.

"She is like a doll," He said making a dreamy face like this is what he ever wanted.

"Which one though?" Asked Hannah.

"Huhh! What do you mean?" Jeremy and I asked in unison

"Barbie or Annabelle?" She asked laughing.

"How do you know that?" Jeremy questioned.

We know what???

"What?" We asked.

"My daughter's name is Annabelle" as soon as he finished that line we almost yelled, "You gotta be kidding me?"

"Hey, Daddy!" a small voice called out.

Turning towards my left I saw a little girl wearing a white frock that has a red bow made in the collar and her hair was in two braids and she was carrying a doll just like her.

"AHHHHHH......" Both Hannah and I yelled in horror.

I jumped up the table to be a little far from her, still screaming.

"What is wrong with you guys?" Jeremy asked in confusion.

"Annabelle" We cry out pointing at her.

This is foolish, but we're drunk.

"Why are you, dumbheads yelling?" Emmett asked covering his ears.

We pointed our fingers at her.

"AHHHHH......" He started yelling and lurk behind Hannah, "ANNABELLE!" Well when it comes to horror movies, he is the cry baby.

All she was doing was smiling at us, "Are you guys fine?" Jeremy asked.

"YES!" we answered.

Charlie, Reggie, Anastasia and Catherine joined with their tipsy faces.