Empire Records and Bidet [6/7]

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Lucas opened empire and settled down behind the counter with a stack of fashion magazines. After all, he was dating a girl who knew more about fashion than anyone else he'd ever met. He needed to be up to date.

Today's music: The Lightning Seeds

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Jamie entered the store and shouted a hearty "Kumquats" to Lucas in greeting.

He then proceeded to multiply and start to regorganize all the CD's in the store by color.

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Lucas looked up from his GQ and stared at Jamie for a long moment.

"What are you doing?"

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"The Funky Chicken!" one of the Jamie's shout back.

Suddenly all the Jamies in the store stop reorganizing the shelves and do the "The Funky Chicken" for two minutes straight.

Then they get back to work on reorganizing the store again.

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Lucas sighed. "You haven't been eating from the box labeled 'extra-extra special brownies, do not eat' have you?"

Lucas had relabeled the latest batch after seeing Elle and the blue guy. He still had to have words with Eddie on that one.

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In response to the question, all the Jamie line up in a chorus type formation and begin to sing.

I am woman, hear me roar
In numbers too big to ignore
And I know too much to go back an' pretend
'cause I've heard it all before
And I've been down there on the floor
No one's ever gonna keep me down again

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Right. Either brownies, or performance art.

Or both.

Joe had never had to--no, wait, he had. Nevermind.

"Just put everything back when you're done with . . . whatever you're doing." Lucas went back to his GQ. That dark grey turtle neck was very snazzy.

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The Jamies quickly returned to their job of sorting the CD's by color. When they had finished, Jamie absorbed all his duplicates and ran out of the store yelling "Lutefisk and brie! The great taste sensation!"

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Elle bounced in wearing a pink plastic see through rain slicker and hot pink rain boots. She left her pudding splattered umbrella by the door.

"Lucas! Did you see? It's raining pudding! Why can't it do this on Africa and help all those people who need to eat?" she asked cheerfully as she stripped out of her bad weather gear.

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"I did see it. I get the feeling this is one of those 'only in Fandom' things, though." Lucas set his magazine to one side with a smile. "Hi, Elle,"

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"Hmm, that's just weird. I wonder if it's vegan friendly." she pondered, cocking her head to the sid and becoming vacant for just a moment while she lost herself in deep thoughts.

She snapped back and blinked, then smiled as she flounced over to him and moved to throw her arms around him. "Hi, Lucas." she said softly.

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Lucas hugged her back happily. "You're not here to drag me to another concert, are you?" Please?

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"Nope. Not today." she said with a sweet smile and leaned in to kiss his cheek. "Maybe the Hilton, bit not another concert." she teased.

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"Well, that was the best part, anyway."

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She smiled so wide her eyes nearly disappeared into crescent lines. "Really?" she chirped, hugging him tighter. "I thought so too." she added, blushing a little and pulling back.

"I came in to see if you needed any help. You missed a whole day and I thought you might be behind, so I thought I'd offer." she said, standing straight and making an effort at a salute. "Work me, Lucas."

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Buh-uhhhhhhhhh,

Lucas took a moment before answering. "Well, one of my employees has apparently lost it and reorganized the store . . . but I'm rather hoping he'll come to his senses and fix it himself before he opens tomorrow."

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Elle looked around and smiled. "Well, it looks nice. I can do anything, you know. Just name it...we did what I like last week. What do you want to do this week?" she asked sweetly.

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Clark entered the store hoping to find some decent country, or possibly even recordings of "A Plains Domicile Friend". metatitle for A Prairie Home Companion

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Lucas blinked placidly up from his magazine, then sat abruptly upright.

The Man was in his store.

"Um, can I help you?"

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CONFORM!!

"Uhm, yes I'm from several years in the past and was curious as to what new artists had arisen since the late 70's." he said. "And possibly buy a bidet."

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"You've . . . missed a lot of quality music since then. And we dont' sell bidets. Who did you like to listen to in the seventies?"

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"Oh, a lot of different styles I suppose. country, NPR, rock and roll, the older stuff from the 50's not that hippie crap the loud stuff."

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"So you're more of a . . . mild kind of guy?" Lucas's tone was just the friendly side of condescending. "You might like Antigone Rising, they've got a good mix of softer rock and country going on,"

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Amazing, that was almost exactly the way Lois used to talk to him before they'd become friends.
He smiled slightly. "Yes that sounds about right. Antigone Rising sounds interesting."

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"Great." Lucas lead him over to the section of the store labeled "Starbucks favorites". "Here you go. Anything else I can do for you?"

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clark looked the cd over. Certainly seemed promising. "Uhm, I have to ask, why Empire Records, and Bidet?"