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SIX DEGREES KARAOKE (Tammy Award Party for wolfwithaguitar)

Taking a quick look around Shawn nods in approval. Yeah, this is definitely it. The place where Randy's gonna get his well-deserved celebration big time. Renting the karaoke bar had proved even easier than he had imagined: Just some observations about certain employees and dirty deals, neatly packed into a breathtaking vision and the owner was even more than willing to make the place available. Acknowledgment of gratitude, which, of course, Shawn couldn't decline. That would have been totally rude.

The SIX DEGREES karaoke bar is a big place that somehow managed to stay comfy nevertheless. There are round tables near the bar as well as lounges in the corners. The bar itself is more of the modern kind but without looking too freaky to keep looking at it after five beers. The stage is actually perfect. Shawn checked it out, everybody should be able to see it.

It's all there, everything is ready so he hums a happy little tune as he waits for Randy and the guys to show up for the soundcheck. Not that he particularly cares if someone else decides to drop by early. If nobody shows up at all it doesn't really matter as well. Because it would only take him one call and approximately ten minutes to turn the event into something even more official than it already is and find enough random people on the street.

Yeah. No matter what, this is going to be awesome.

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"I will," she said with a grin. "Definitely."

"Awesome!" Shawn downs the rest of his beer, watching her curiously. "So what made you start travelling? What drew you to the life on the road?" he inquires, feeling drawn to the alikness between his life and Anna's.

The question caught her off guard at first. She had never really considered what made her start, only why she was still doing it. She thought about it for a minute before shrugging.

"I have a lot of friends -- older friends -- who travel a lot, and they took me with them sometimes. I guess I just -- really grew to like it, ya know?"

She shrugged, picking at the label on her bottle. "I guess it was just something that made sense at the time. No real rhyme or reason to it."

"I'm not getting intrusive here, am I?" Shawn waves at the bartender for another bottle. "Maybe I'm getting a little overly excited here. It's just that people keep telling me to grow up and get a real job, you know, that kind of stuff... it's really awesome to find someone who takes a freer look at the world as well."

Anna shook her head quickly, "Oh, no -- not at all. I've just -- never had anyone ask me why before. I needed to think about it."

She turned to him, crossing her legs as she rested her elbow on the bar. "You know, it's not that I don't want the money -- hell, I'd love to be making what a teacher makes in a year. I just -- I don't like constraints, ya know? I had too many placed on me while I was growing up, it's nice just to -- be able to let go and be somewhere else for a while. I can understand working nine-to-five when you have a family to support, but -- it's just me. I don't have anyone else to worry about -- so I'm gonna enjoy the time I have."

"Yeah, that last part sounds familiar. To me the most important thing is having fun. Because living your life without any fun in it, that's just... I can't imagine what that would be like. I don't know how people stand it." Shawn shakes his head. "I think I'd die. From depressions. Or something."

"Me too," she nodded. "I mean -- I have such a short attention span as it is, but if I was forced to pay attention to things I didn't want to pay attention to? I'd be miserable."

"I totally agree," Shawn sighs. "You know what I don't understand? How everybody makes it a big deal. As if your choice affects them in any way. I mean, if they want their Nine-to-Five, fine. If you don't, fine. What's it got to do with them?"

"Because nine-to-five equals stability, even when it doesn't," she replied. "I mean, when people think of a life on the road, there's definitely a money issue unless you travel for a job. And, you know, money makes the world go round."

She rolled her eyes slightly at the last comment, shaking her head as she did. There was so much more satisfaction in not having to worry about your financial future. There was so much more you could do when you didn't have to worry about it.

"I mean, think about it -- if you had the money where you didn't have to work, and you could go anywhere in the world, wouldn't you just go?"

"Absolutely," Shawn answers without even contemplating the matter for a second.

"I'd probably never stand still again," he adds, laughing.

She laughed as well, before shaking her head. "I figure one of these days I'm gonna do something stupid, hurt myself, and that'll keep me from moving around. But until then -- I kinda like things the way they are."

"Yeah, you can still worry about that later, can't you?" Shawn beams at her. "I mean, no need to drive yourself crazy over stuff that might be."

"Exactly," she nodded, before finishing off her beer and signaling for another one. "That's what so great about life -- you don't have to worry about things like that until they happen."

"True. Just that people don't seem to think so and then they are all about maturity and secure jobs and growing up and scowling at you for having fun and start listing the ifs and buts..."

Shawn shakes his head. "And then something comes and screws them totally over, despite always being so reasonable and goal-oriented. I mean, you can't be... you can't be prepared for life. That's like not watching your favourite TV-show even though you got time on your hands but don't watch it anyway because you set the recorder... and then, the next day you find out it didn't work and there's no way to watch that episode now and everyone else around you starts stating how that was just the best episode ever!"

She grinned at the analogy but tilted her head to the side as the second beer came, looking at him carefully. "You sound like you speak from experience."

"Experience, oh yeah, I missed the Season's finale of CHiPs once because of that. Boy, was I devastated!" Shawn immediately babbles. Then, taking another sip from his bottle he leans back thoughtfully. "As for the other thing... well, my parents broke up during high school. Guess I took it rather badly."

She laughed hard at the first part of what he said, but when the mood changed the grin faded, and she was instantly more sympathetic. Not an act, just -- more of a realization of what he had said.

"Oh, God -- I'm sorry."

Shawn blinked, snapping out of the memory and immediately shook his head. "Oh nonono, don't be, come on, that was 15 years ago!" He dismissed it with a quick wave of his hand and smiled at her. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ruin the mood. This is a party. I just brougth it up because it's one of the reasons I started travelling, doing my own thing, you know? "

"I've -- I've got kind of a similar thing," she said slowly with a nod, and she shrugged. "I mean -- there's got to be something that pushes you out there and makes you think 'What the hell am I doing sitting still?' -- ya know?"

"Well, yeah. I can't argue about that, you're absolutely right." Shawn rested his head on the back of his hand. "You want to talk about it?"

She shrugged. "It was a long time ago. Kinda the same thing you went through, except instead of my parents breaking up with each other -- they more broke up with me."

She frowned slightly, looking away from him and towards the beer in front of her. "I'm over it though," she smirked slightly. "Probably the best thing they ever did for me."

"That's..." Shawn didn't find a word that covered it up, so he dismissed it with another wave of his hand that was also a barman-indication for another beer. "Families are never easy, I guess."

"Nope," she sighed, shrugging slightly. "But like you said, it was a long time ago. What can you do?"

"Make the best of it and live life the way you want and feel comfortable with." He paused for a moment and laughed. "Whoa, I should so write a book, don't you think? The Positive Outlook on Life by Shawn Spencer!"

She grinned. "Automatic Best Seller. I can feel it."

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