Café Fina, Tuesday

[palestshadow.livejournal.com]

The cheese-grater was manning the door at Café Fina.

Anyone who came in today for lunch, or for dinner, would receive a very lovely lunch or dinner.

Anyone who, on the other hand, leaned in to tell the cheese-grater confidentially, "I'm here for the Art Party," would be ushered into the basement, which was happily weasel-free but did contain an oversize penny, along with other relics of THE BATCAVE an odd type.

If you are here for Fina, please mod your service. If you're here for the Art Party - which is in no way a planning meeting for students who wish to fight against Umbridge - come down to the basement.



(OOC: OPEN to any student who saw the posters and wants to come - just handwave asking Valentine for directions.)

Comments

Re: Art Party - Meeting

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

"Oh, that wasn't me." Anemone pouted. "They were supposed to wait for me! Oh well, when inspiration strikes, you have to move fast. Now poor Animal is gone, so we have to sing it for him. On repeat. LOUDLY."

Re: Art Party - Meeting

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

"Yes." Robin nodded resolutely. "Maybe we could try to record it and send it to him too."

Re: Art Party - Meeting

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

"Do you know where he lives? Of course! He's a Muppet too, isn't he? I wasn't sure, since I only met him a few times." Anemone chewed on her pen thoughtfully. "How would we record it? That would be really really nice to send him."

Re: Art Party - Meeting

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

"Hmm, well I think he's from a different world than I am, that might make it complicated. But if someone had a video camera we could at least try."