Orange Shoe Seven Aide, Technically Open!, Tuesday morning

[fat-halpert.livejournal.com]

First thing in the morning, Jim went to the Jerries' store. Fortunately, as always, the door was unlocked. He checked the inventory, looking around in dusty corners and such trying to find something specific while waiting for Willow.

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[OOC: For willbedone, but if the business owners are around, they're more than welcome, of course. Posted early so that people who go back to work tomorrow can actually play. No OCD for this.]

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[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow came by with two cups of coffee. She also had her laptop in her backpack. "Hey Jim!"

[fat-halpert.livejournal.com]

"Hey," Jim said, still looking. "Have the spreadsheets for the experiment all set up?"

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Yep!" Willow said. "I also brought coffee, since all early morning activities should come with caffiene unless you happen to be allergic to caffinated beverages."

[fat-halpert.livejournal.com]

"I'm not," Jim said. "Coffee would be great. Just don't let the Jerries have any if they're around."

Jim thought about that for a moment. "Actually, if the Jerries are around, make sure they have some. It could be another experiment."

Hey, here was a dusty corner he hadn't looked in yet.

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow looked around. "So far not seeing any. Then again never having met them, I don't know what they look like. But I don't see anyone or thing that could be a not-Jerry either."

[fat-halpert.livejournal.com]

"They look like men dressed very poorly like women." Jim spotted something. It was covered in dust, which was unlikely since they just moved into this place a couple months ago, but whatever. "Ah ha!"

Jim picked up a box of Easter egg coloring that looked at to be at least a decade old. "I knew they'd come through."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Yay!" Willow said. She looked for a place to put her backpack down. "I brought supplies if we need it."

[fat-halpert.livejournal.com]

"What kind of supplies?" Jim asked, curious. "Oh, and just put that anywhere. Trust me, it won't disturb anything on the tables."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Vinegar, cups... in hindsight I suppose this lasso made out of wire is probably not necessary." Willow held up the wire that was bent in such a way that it was perfect for holding eggs.

[fat-halpert.livejournal.com]

"Not unless you have a much bigger lasso," Jim said. "Please tell me that you don't."

Jim pulled a rock out of his pocket and put it on the table. "Oh, and that's payment, by the way. I wrote UK on it so they'll think it's British gold or something."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Not in this backpack I don't," Willow said. "So how should we do this? Do I pour the dye over you?"

[fat-halpert.livejournal.com]

"That's probably the fastest way to do this. I can smooth out any spots that need filling in on my own, though. I'll have to change my clothes anyway," Jim said. "So, what color do we go with?"

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow peered at their options. "Yellow would probably be traditional, but the purple seems awfully pretty."

[fat-halpert.livejournal.com]

"Yellow will also make me feel like a cartoon character," Jim said. "Purple works."

Jim grabbed the purple dye thingy and thought about what they were about to do. "I'm also going to reek thanks to the vinegar, aren't I?"

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Oh no, I thought of that!" Willow held up some components she'd brought with her. "I mixed this together to combat the vinegar smell. Granted you will smell like bananas."

[fat-halpert.livejournal.com]

"Well, that has to be better than vinegar," Jim said. He clapped his hands in a clap of enthusiasm. "So, shall we get started?"

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"One second." Willow rummaged in her bag and produced a digital camera. "For the 'before' shot. Say Peeps!"

[fat-halpert.livejournal.com]

"Peeps!" Jim said with a big smile.

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow snapped the picture. She checked to make sure it came out okay. "Looks good! Okay, let's get to dye-mixing."

[fat-halpert.livejournal.com]

"Sounds good to me," Jim said.

And then they mixed the dye, speeding the process along with judicious use of narrative, and suddenly the dye was all good to go.

"I thought that would take longer."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Well I did get the fast vinegar," Willow pointed out.

[fat-halpert.livejournal.com]

"Thank you for that. Okay, and now for the unceremonious dumping of the dye onto me," Jim said.

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"You should probably close your eyes," Willow said.

[fat-halpert.livejournal.com]

Jim did so. "If you had told me a week ago that I'd spend the morning being dyed purple, I would have called you crazy. Let's do this."

Jim pulled up a chair and sat down for he was tall.

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow made sure everything was mixed and bananay and then dumped it over Jim's head. "You may want to massage that in."

[fat-halpert.livejournal.com]

Jim shuddered a little as the mixture was dumped on him, but he massaged it into his hair. It was tough because he had a lot of floppy hair, but still, it got done. He also made sure that his arms were nice and covered in dye.

When he was done, he grinned. "So, what's the verdict? Would I fit in with a Peep family?"

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow got the camera ready for another photo. "Absolutely! They may adopt you as one of their own. Assuming you aren't first mauled by monkeys."

[fat-halpert.livejournal.com]

"I really hope that doesn't happen," Jim said. "Okay, thank you for your help. I'll report back with the results of my workshops later on."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow gave him a salute. "Good luck!"