Empire Records and Bidet: [6/8]

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

One of the problems of being Dada? Is the fact that you have to deal with the aftermath of your actions. So Jamie is in the process of putting the entire record collection back in order, even though the classification of music by color was much more attractive to the eye.

He also has a couple of duplicates outside hosing off all the pudding that is stuck on the store windows and walls and a couple more trying to corral all the cute yet very clingy kittens that seem to have invaded the store.

Luckily all the kittens seem to be a fan of a certain Andrew Lloyd Webber musical.

Empire is open. Don't step on the kittens.

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[multiplez]

Z came into the store, a floofy orange tabby kitten kind of attached to her leg. Luckily, those uniform pants are thick. "Hi, Jamies."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

The Jamie behind the counter smiled and waved. "Hey Z. How's it going?"

[multiplez]

"I come in search of decent music. You wouldn't happen to know where any of that could be found, would you?"

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Well too bad you came here. This stuff is all crap," Jamie joked. "Seriously, What kind of music do you like?"

[multiplez]

"I don't know, I'm not too picky. Nothing too poppy."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Oh see that's not fair," Jamie pouted. "You're putting me in the corner of showing off my musical tastes which could totally suck in your opinion. Seriously? What do you like? Dance? Hard rock? Acoustic? Hicks with Banjos?"

[multiplez]

"Hicks with banjos is a big fat no. Um, rock, I guess?"

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"All right well, we're about halfway through the organization of the rock section, so you have your choice of artists that are "A" through "M" and then everything else is organized by color.