The Arms Hotel, Sunday Brunch 8/13

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Everything was ready on time, with a minimum of mishap. Clark had found it helped to have Ernest busy elsewhere at times like these.

The Buffet
There's Pancakes
Waffles
sausage
bacon
hash-browns
and omelet station
scrambled eggs
cold cut sandwiches if one was in less of a breakfasty mood.
several kinds of juices, milk, coffee
And if there's something special you would like, I'm sure we can accommodate you.

All are welcome!

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[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River was impressed with the food on offer. Especially the waffles.

[mildly-super.livejournal.com]

Clark smiled at her when she came in. "Help yourself." he said.

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A a room service cart, containing the maintenance man, covered in what appeared to be sporks, careened through the room and out into the corridors, Saigo flapped in after it, but found itself distracted by the goings on here.

[actingltcrumpet.livejournal.com]

Brunch sounded like a good idea, so Archie made a trip into town and stopped at the hotel. He stopped and took in the buffet offering, pursing his lips as he considered his options.

In the end, he got himself generous helpings of sausage, hash browns, and waffles, plus a tall glass of cold milk.

[superartie]

"Greetings, Student! That's a very healthy breakfast you have, there!"

[actingltcrumpet.livejournal.com]

"I hope so," Archie said, amused by the interesting way this fellow emphasized his words. "You certainly have an interesting meal there yourself. How are you this morning?"

[superartie]

"Quite pipe, thank you for asking!" Artie took a super-large bite of his pancake sandwich.

[actingltcrumpet.livejournal.com]

"Good to hear," Archie said brightly. He was assuming that "pipe," which was a colloquialism he hadn't heard yet, connoted good things. "In that case, I'm feeling rather pipe myself."

He hoped his assumption was correct.

[superartie]

Artie bounded into brunh and made himself a sandwhich out of pancakes and cold cuts.

It was a lovely weekend in Fandom, and even the emo seemed to have let up a little.

[mildly-super.livejournal.com]

//Ah, bouncy human. We meet again.// Saigo quacked from his post on the bar.

[superartie]

"Hello, duck!"

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One of the hospitality staff (who looked absolutely nothing like the Maintenance guy in Drag) walked up and hung a handmade, cute, nametag around Saigo's neck.

HELLO, MY NAME IS SAIGO DE LA MANCHA

Saigo did his best to ignore the fact that said nametag was cute.

//Enjoying yourself?// he asked Artie.

[superartie]

"That nametage is very cute!"

[mildly-super.livejournal.com]

The Room service cart came barreling back through in the opposite direction now with Ernest being dragged behind it. The sporks were gone but he'd somehow gotten covered in maple hot sauce. None of the staff seemed to take any notice, save to make sure he hadn't left a mess in his wake.

[nun-better.livejournal.com]

Screw services today; Chrono could handle it. Rosette wanted brunch! And with what she found offered here, she felt as if she'd found heaven.

[mildly-super.livejournal.com]

"Good morning Rosette." Clark smiled.

[nun-better.livejournal.com]

"Good morning," giggle, "Clark."

[mildly-super.livejournal.com]

Again with the giggling. She was starting to make him rather self concious.

"How's the church?"

[nun-better.livejournal.com]

Rosette shrugged. "Eh, you know. Holy and stuff. Chrono's trying to fix the organ, but I'm secretly hoping he doesn't succeed."

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//Greetings human.// Saigo quacked.

[nun-better.livejournal.com]

Rosette blinked at the duck. "Hey! There's a duck in here! Is this dinner?"

She might have to come back for dinner.

[mildly-super.livejournal.com]

//I most certainly am not!// he quacked indignantly, and maybe, just a little horrified.

[superartie]

Artie waved cheerily at the nun.

[nun-better.livejournal.com]

Rosette bit her lip as she, a bit wide-eyed, waved back. Not only did this one have funny glasses, too, but his style of dress was just wild. "Hello," she greeted him after a moment with a bright smile. "I'm Rosette. Who might you be?"

The giggling was much more contained when she wasn't drunk.

[superartie]

Artie struck a heroic pose. "I am Artie! The strongest man . . . in the world!"