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mycanonhatesme ([personal profile] mycanonhatesme) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2006-02-04 10:04 am

The Perkolator - Saturday Morning

The Perk is open, and Chloe's behind the counter with a very strong cup of coffee waiting to be cool enough for her to drink.

[For all your potential Perky needs!]

[identity profile] courier-gavin.livejournal.com 2006-02-04 04:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Jake wandered in, and waved to Chloe. "Good morning!"

[identity profile] courier-gavin.livejournal.com 2006-02-04 04:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"I have, although mainly I just want you to give me hazelnut mocha," Jake grinned back, leaning against the counter. "Hazelnut mocha, hazelnut mocha, something I can't get enough of..." he trailed off, blinking rapidly. He usually didn't burst into song unless he'd actually had a lot of mocha.

[identity profile] courier-gavin.livejournal.com 2006-02-04 04:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Jake just shook his head at her, baffled. He was going to get some coffee and maybe a danish and then he was going to go shopping. Krycek's room wasn't bad, but it wasn't quite up to Jake's standards. A telly was definitely needed, for one. And a lot of the coffee he'd got for christmas had gone bye-bye with the house. He definitely needed to stock up.

[identity profile] courier-gavin.livejournal.com 2006-02-04 05:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"The Sound of Waves (http://pics.livejournal.com/greenet/pic/000ad85w/g19), I shall buy,
a telly too, I mustn't liiiie,
Coffee is good, and maybe some piiiie!"


Jake stared at her. "Uh, yeah. ...Do you have any pie?"

[identity profile] courier-gavin.livejournal.com 2006-02-04 05:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Chocolate cream, please," Jake said, and looked relieved when he didn't break into song. "Anyway, how have you been? Is the newspaper up yet?"

[identity profile] courier-gavin.livejournal.com 2006-02-04 06:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Jake patted her on the back and opened his mouth to say something comforting and not at all teasing and/or mocking. Instead he sang,

"Chloe, my dear, it's not you, I swear,
It's not that I don't want to be neeeear you!

It's only, you see, that I like to be free,
to have Sundays lazing in front of the teeeeveeee!"

[identity profile] courier-gavin.livejournal.com 2006-02-04 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"No worries." Jake sipped his coffee. "But, um, if you need me to do anything..."

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-02-04 04:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Pip walked in with a roll of paper under his arm and a scowl on his face. "Chai latte," he said.

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-02-04 05:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Pip grimaced. "You might say that."

His eye widened.

*Bursts into song*



Those idiots, those dumbasses, those jerks!
Don't they understand, don't the know how it works?
Were they trying to get themselves killed?
I would have been happy to have been billed!
There aren't many friends I have in this world.
Are they trying make me lose some more...-orld?



Pip shakes his head. "...What the hell was that?"

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-02-04 06:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Pip coughs. "Yeah. Thanks. I'm not really much of a singer. More for the guitar." He drops the money on the counter. "Keep the change. It's for putting up with my singing."

[identity profile] cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com 2006-02-04 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[[OOC: GAAAAAH! TENSE CHANGE OF DEATH! *dies*]]