J,GOB: Afternoon

[ladder62.livejournal.com]

Tommy walked the streets of Fandom. There was only so much a guy could do on his own to try to reclaim an emergency clinic. He needed coffee. And donuts. Possibly a handful of slaves too, he wasn't sure about that yet.



"Hey," Jimmy said, appearing beside him.

"Hey," Tommy said. He patted himself down for cigarettes. "The hell you doing here?"

"Could ask you the same thing," Jimmy replied. He nodded to Tommy's coat pocket, reminding him of where his lighter was. "You know, I get that you're going through a crisis, Tommy, but shouldn't you be back in New York with your wife and kids? With my wife and kid?"

"This isn't about getting Sheila pregnant again, is it?" Tommy asked. He lit up a cigarette. "Because that was strange, and wrong, and I'm not in the mood."

"No, no, I get that," Jimmy said. "Sure, it'd be nice but you're still dealing with Connor. It's too soon. I know that."

"So glad I have your approval," Tommy muttered around his cigarette.

"No, what I wanna know is what are you doing here?" Jimmy gestured to the town around them. He looked disapproving. "The 'burbs? Really? Aren't you bored?"

"Hey," Tommy pointed at him, "this town has plenty of freaky shit going on. It's got vampires, green guys, two weeks ago we were battling snow monsters!"

"Snow monsters."

"Yeah."

"You?"

"I may not have battled them my own self," Tommy said. "Or set eyes on them in the traditional, you know, sense of looking. But it happened!"

"Tom," Jimmy gave him a sympathetic look. "Maybe you should take a break. Rest a little."

Tommy gave him a look right back. "Sorry, my dead cousin is telling me that green guys and snow monsters are a little too weird for him? Is that it?"

"You know a better authority on the supernatural?"

"Fuck you," Tommy replied, cheerfully.

Tommy opened the door to Jeff, God of Biscuits. "Gimme a jelly donut and a regular coffee."

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[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Sam walked into Jeff's muttering softly to himself. "I'm telling you that it's not the first time we've missed something like this, Al."

[chasingangela]

"Look, I saw her picture. She's cute. I get that. But I don't get why you're so convinced he has to be with this girl he dated for a few months. I mean, if I was with the girl I loved at seventeen ..." Al's voice, like his hands, is animated. "I know this is a complicated Leap, Sam. But it's nto about Marty-boy's love life."

[ladder62.livejournal.com]

Tommy turned, obliviously walking right through the space that Al was standing in. He nearly bumped into Sam. "Oh. Hey. Sorry, pal."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"I think you're wrong Al!" Sam said with a frustrated tone until he realized that Tommy had said something to him at the same time. "Oh sorry I was... um talking to myself."

[chasingangela]

Al brushes himself off, shaking his head at Tommy. "I'll never get used to seeing that."

"And okay, maybe I'm wrong. Do you think this girl will even take you -- him -- back? I mean, she made out with her ex. Not exactly the most subtle way to end things."

[ladder62.livejournal.com]

"Sure," Tommy rolled his eyes at this obvious wackjob. Then he gave a nod of thanks to Jimmy who'd thoughtfully snagged a table for him.

HOLA!

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Senor Blank?"

The five mariachi players who walked into Jeff, God of Biscuits, looked a little worried, and glancing between Tommy and Marty. "Pardon, but which one of you is Mr. Marty Blank?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

For some unknown reason, Isabel feels like Xander needs doughnuts (http://soldtoarmenians.livejournal.com/31084.html). So after lunch she took a walk into town to visit the God of Biscuits.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty approaches Izzy and says, "Hi... My name is Marty and I noticed you across the room and I was wondering-

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

The Gomez Brothers, seeing their chance to shine, approach and start off with the Macarena:

A la tuhuelpa legria macarena
Que tuhuelce paralla legria cosabuena
A la tuhuelpa legria macarena
Eeeh, macarena!
A-Hai!
A-Hai!

Then they segued quickly into what Miss Parker said was on of Marty's favorites:

It's time to make a mountain out of a molehill
So can I have a volunteer
There's no more time for crying over spilled milk
Now it's time for crying in your beer

Dare to be stupid (yes)
Why don't you dare to be stupid
It's so easy to do
Dare to be stupid
We're all waiting for you
Dare to be stupid

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Sam grimaces and then sighs. "Never mind."

And Sam walks back to the table.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

The Gomez Brothers bow to Isabel (muy bonita!) and go back to playing for Marty. Con gusto.

[likeguidelines.livejournal.com]

Barbossa walked into J, GOB looking for pie.

And if he happened to be hit by water balloons, well, so be it.

He put in an order for a chocolate cream pie and stood boucing on his toes until it was ready.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

In order to prove their worth to Mr. Blank, the Gomez Brothers decide to endear themselves to the other customers.

Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light
Those days are over
You don't have to sell your body to the night
Roxanne, you don't have to wear that dress tonight
Walk the streets for money
You don't care if it's wrong or if it's right

Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light
Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light
Put on the red light, put on the red light
Put on the red light, put on the red light
Put on the red light, oh

[likeguidelines.livejournal.com]

Barbossa's smile turned sickly as he listened to the lyrics that the Gomez Brothers were singing.

His face went red. "Don't ye be sayin' anythin' against the ninja!" he bellowed, removing his hat and waving it threateningly at the band.

He was holding a pie in his other hand, so it wasn't exactly a frightening image.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

The Gomez Brothers broke off their singing, and looked at one another in consternation. Ninja? They knew better than to mess with ninjas.

"Perhaps you have a request, senor?" Martin asked anxiously.

[fates_jaye]

Jaye needs baked goods. She's tired, she's cranky, animals are singing Rob Thomas at her, and she really just wants to lock herself in her closet with headphones on and maybe come out every now and then for a cruller, you know?

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

The Gomez Brothers wave to her, and to Barbossa, and taking a detour into newer music break into:

We were drawn from the weeds
We were brave like soldiers
Falling down under the pale moonlight
You were holding to me
Like a someone broken
And I couldn't tell you but I'm telling you now

With a horn section. And autoharp.

[fates_jaye]

Jaye might shriek a little.

Actually, no, she totally shrieks.

[fates_jaye]

Help him move on.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

The Gomez Brothers pause, but Martin takes this as glee, so he ups the tempo!

Just let me hold you while you're falling apart
Just let me hold you and we'll both fall down

Fall on me!
Tell me everything you want me to be
Forever with you forever in me
Ever the same!

Andreas does not sound like Rob Thomas. At all.

[sooo_cute]

Last time Quinn was in here, she got water ballooned.

The time before that, she got water ballooned.

Today Quinn is wearing a cute hat. And jacket. Which looks shiny but is really water resistant. Don't say she can't learn.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Sam looks up at the door when Quinn walks in. He considers trying one more time, but just shakes his head and continues talking with Al.

[fates_jaye]

Jaye happens look up from where she's sitting, trying not to look too obviously at Marty and his conversation with himself.

[sooo_cute]

"Weird, huh?" Quinn notices.