Mauvaise Chance Apartments Lobby/Office: Tuesday, 6/5 (all day)

[needsaparrot]

Xander could be found behind the counter, feet up and reading the Onion Alexandria Times. Completely coincidentally, a small log-cabin made of wrapped Twinkies could be found on the counter.

There might be one missing if you happened to step in before Xander got his phone to produce a replacement. Hey, construction is hard work; he needed replenishments.

[OOC: Open for tenants old and new, Buster's scavenger hunt kids, and anybody else who wanders by.]

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[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

Mel just happened to be free of workshops so she wandered down to the YMCA to see how Xander was doing.

"Hey there Watcher-man," she called out as she entered the lobby. "What's the good word?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Well he hadn't brought anything by the construction site yesterday, so after a quick detour to the Perk, Bridge stops in with iced coffee in hand.

"Hey," he says, wandering behind the counter and sitting down.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette snuck in the lobby, real quiet like and hunched over, making her already short self shorter. She spotted the Twinkies first, Xander second. Ducking low against the wall of the counter, she slowly reached up and over, peeking over the top to snatch a Twinkie. Yes!

Then she made a mad dash towards the exit.

[needsaparrot]

"Well, the word 'smoothie' is nice." Xander deliberately overenunciated it. "Kind of palate-cleansing, makes people make kissyfaces..."

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Nothing wrong with a good kissyface," Mel said rolling her eyes as she hopped on the counter to sit. "Did you hear that Dawn is going home to Scotland this weekend? I get to go along and she promised me vampires!"

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Hi. I don't think we've met. I'm Mel."

"Hey Bridge!" Mel said with a wave. "I'm going to go kill vampires this weekend.

She's excited. Can you tell?

[needsaparrot]

"Hey." Xander looks up and grins. "Oh, hey." Possibly the second hey is for the coffee.

[needsaparrot]

"Scotland?" Xander repeated, thinking back to where they'd been based at any given time and sticking his tongue out at Joss.

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Apparently that's their current base," Mel said with a slight bounce. "Why? What's wrong with Scotland?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"You seem pretty excited about that," Bridge observes with a grin. Because yes, as a matter of fact he *can* tell.

[needsaparrot]

"It's cold and wet and they have big black ghost-dogs." Xander shrugged. "Nothing wrong with it, really - we just didn't stay there for very long. Guess Dawn's version of the Scooby Army went a different way."

[needsaparrot]

She might have caught the corner of Xander's newspaper twitching, but possibly not if her back was turned while she was mad-dashing.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"You know, I've been wandering around with my hands full and I was kind of hoping if I stopped in here I'd find some kind soul willing to take one of these," Bridge says. "Know of anyone?"

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Ghost dogs? Wicked. How ruttin' cool is that?" Mel said with a gleam in her eye. "How do I kill them?"

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Oh, well yeah. Sure. It's been a while since I dusted one," Mel said with a little bravado. "Gotta keep my skills up."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Too bad Annette's mad stealth skills didn't have her just running out and not looking back over her shoulder. She looked, caught the twitching of the newspaper, and stumbled into the closed front door mushing the stolen Twinkie against her chest.

Hey, it was still wrapped. She bet Buster wouldn't even notice.

Righting herself quickly, Annette was outta there faster than...than the newpaper could twitch again! WooHoo!

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Of course," Bridge says with a solemn nod. "So where are you going to kill vampires? Because there aren't any around *here*..." Well, there was one, but Bridge wasn't going to mention that.

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Scotland," Mel replied. "Wherever that is. Probably owned by a guy named Scott. Dawn's slayer buddies are all hanging out there."

[needsaparrot]

That sound coming from behind the newspaper was not Xander failing to suppress his giggling. Really.

[needsaparrot]

"We could put an ad in the newspaper?" Xander suggests, not sliding his stool closer at all except maybe a little.

[needsaparrot]

"You don't. They're ghosts. Or spirit signs or something. They're usually like, a warning that something bad's coming."

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Oh. So if I see one I'm in for some serious toy, is that it?" Mel asked.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I suppose that might work," Bridge says thoughtfully. "But I'd hate to think I'd wasted a trip aaaaaall the way over here."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"It's in Europe," Bridge supplies helpfully.

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"What's a Europe?" Mel asked.

Geography. Not her strongest skill.