<div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;">~:The Broken Cup:~</span></span></div><br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Nobody knows who own's the joint, but what they do know is that it's best not to ask.  Those who ask...tend to disappear.  The glass is dirty, the floors are clean and the tables are set for tea, twenty four hours a day.    The doors here never close.  You can have it by the cup or the shot glass and the biscuits have a bit more bite than what one might expect.  <br/><br/>The tables are as mismatched as the chairs and there's been more than a few small brawls to ensure that everything that isn't bolted down...like the tables, have a look that's beaten and bruised.  Which is good, because so do most of the occupants.<br/><br/>Here the people have faces, real faces, that are always there even when you're not looking and they watch, oh they watch and they talk.  Because here it's neutral.  Here it's safe.  Safe on the inside, safe from the outside, but not...safe from each other.  It's respect that keeps a thin balance here, but respect comes in many shapes and forms when appreciation can also be equated to a slap in the face.  Who is to say what it is?<br/><br/>There's four doors in and six doors out and five chairs to a table but finding them can be tricky at times. Coming and going, well you are observed, noted.  You best play nice here.  Even if no one knows who owns it all know who runs it and everyone's got a tab.  It's who the house sells yours too, that you need to worry about.<br/><br/>What do we mean, you ask?<br/><br/>Not your soul, surely.  Just your tab.  <br/><br/>The Rabbit's got fingers in everyone's pie, but there's a steady going rate of exchange.  And her, well her you never know what to expect. Smile or frown, she's quick and always knows the time, taunting, taunting that those who come are always late while her messengers are always early. Gleaming eyes note everyone and everything and to who she shares no one really knows. Rabbit's have long ears you know; long ears and sharp teeth. So sweet she seems, so angelic perhaps but the innocence is just a mask.  <br/><br/>So you want someone's tab, that's fine, that's fine.  But the price is always different and the means of collection....well, so long as the house is paid...they can collect in absolutely any way they please.</span></div><br/>