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                                                           36. Nudge               Spencer Reid was nervous.               He stood on the otherside of the dining room, clutching the small, black box in his right

Most of the time, working in a tavern really wasn't all that bad. Plenty of customers came in from the waterfront nearby, mostly travellers. The people weren't usually that horrid, the job paid well, and hey, you even got free board in the inn upstairs! It was times like these, however, that made you rethink your place of work. "Oi, wench! Another round for the table!" A gruff voice called out to you, making you look up from your chore of cleaning the counter. "Of course, sir." You replied easily, turning to the casks of ale that were stocked behind you. Setting the glasses on a tray, you made to walk over to the table you had been called