Sunday Morning, Fourth Sin

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

After a quick trip to the NPC Grocery Store and Jeff, God of Biscuits Bakery, Jarod set about making a large brunch for inhabitants of the Sin. Challah bread french toast, bacon, orange juice, fresh strawberries, blueberry muffins, coffee, and water for tea were the menu, but he wouldn't put the french toast or bacon on the stove until someone came downstairs.

Most of the girls tended to be late sleepers, after all.


[ooc: Open to anyone who lives at the Sin or wants to show up for Sunday Brunch at the brothel.]

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[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty walked into the Sin carrying a box under his arm. "Hey Jarod. How was your weekend?"

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod looked up from the newspaper he was reading. "Pretty good, Marty. And you? Looks like things were successful on your end. Want breakfast?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty put the box on the counter and pushed it Jarod. "Sounds good to me. What have you got going there?"

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod peered into the box. The bunny looked up at him and twitched her nose, but seemed happy enough. He closed the box so she couldn't escape and "French toast, bacon, fruit, juice, coffee, and tea. I could probably manage some eggs or something, if you wanted."

NFB

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Nah... this is fine," Marty said grabbing a plate of French toast and some coffee. "I appreciate your help in this little caper."

Re: NFB

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"Hey, anything I can do to annoy Parker is a good thing. It's been too long and I'm falling out of practice."

After Marty...

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

After taking a walk around the school to ensure everything was in it's proper place, Fraser heads into town.

The Fourth Sin is the obvious stop considering everything that occurred yesterday. So, he pushes open the door and steps just inside, letting the door close behind.

"Good afternoon."

Re: After Marty...

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod waved a spatula at the newcomer that he remembered vaguely from the other night. "Afternoon. Want brunch?"

Re: After Marty...

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

"Thank you for the offer," Fraser says, coming over to the counter. "I had breakfast this morning so I think I'll pass. How is everything today?"

Re: After Marty...

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"Things are going very well, actually," Jarod said, putting the spatula down on the towel and offering his hand. "I'm Jarod. Are you new in town?"

Re: After Marty...

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

"I am," Fraser replies, shaking Jarod's hand. "Benton Fraser, Royal Canadian Mounted Police and new head of security for the high school. I just arrived in town last Friday."

Re: After Marty...

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"Royal Canadian Mounted..." Jarod paused, resolved to watch his step, just in case. "Well, that's very interesting. What are you doing here?"

Re: After Marty...

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

Fraser wonders if Jarod hadn't been listening. "I am the new head of security for the high school," Fraser repeats.

Of course, Jarod might've meant something else entirely...

Re: After Marty...

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod nodded. "Right. Sorry. Still not completely alert. Sorry about that." He smiled and leaned back against the counter. "Well, that should keep you busy, right?"

Re: After Marty...

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

"Hopefully not too busy," Fraser replies. "I'd like to think that the students are not too unruly to require too much security. Am I mistake in that assumption?"

Re: After Marty...

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"I'm not really sure. I know some of the students, but they don't really do anything requiring much security, I think." Jarod pondered that. "I think most of their problems seem to stem from people trying to get onto campus who shouldn't be there or who are a danger to the students."

Re: After Marty...

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

"Ah, very good." Fraser nods. "I've been learning pieces of information about the past security issues the school has faced so any information is helpful. I do thank you for your help."

"Now, I have another matter I was hoping I might ask you about?"

Re: After Marty...

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod forced himself not to tense. "Yes?"

Re: After Marty...

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

"Yesterday, I had the misfortune of incurring the ire of GOB Bluth," Fraser tells him. "Tell me, is he a danger of any kind to Becky?"

Re: After Marty...

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"GOB, a danger to Becky?'' Jarod smirked at the memory of Becky, her lighter, and some guy on tiny roller skates. And the stolen yacht. "No, Becky's more than capable of taking care of herself. And if she needs help, she always has Miho. And me."

Re: After Marty...

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

Fraser nods. "Good to hear. His inability to control himself yesterday was a concern to me. Knowing that he's...no danger to anyone but himself is a relief. Thank you."

Re: NFB

[deadly_little]

Water balloon. Marty. Have a nice day.

[deadly_little]

Miho, looking very angry, comes downstairs.

Placate her with food?

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod raised an eyebrow, and loaded up a plate, setting it in front of Miho. "//Juice, coffee, or tea?//"

Re: After Marty...

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"You're welcome." He poured himself a glass of juice.