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Zac thought about the best way to describe O'Reily's. Really it was pretty simple. "Its just like a regular bar. It isn't a club. They play music, but its your choice, like on a jukebox or something. I don't know, I don't request music. You can sit on a barstool or on a table. There's a pool table. Just a classic bar." He shrugged his shoulders. "Guess I'm just a classic guy. My "friends" say that O'Reily's is no fun, its for old lonely men. I say that just makes it more peaceful." His lips had the ghost of a smile. It was like they wanted to show amusement, but didn't know how anymore. But there was that feeling thing again. Usually he cracked his jokes without feeling. Now he was amused. This was the most he had talked in a while. Maybe that was why.