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Turtle & Canary; Tuesday [ 09/11 ]

Turtle was slumped at the counter, drumming her fingers idly on it. She may have even been pouting, but she might potentially kick you for saying that. Being a responsible businesswoman and potential mob boss was difficult; you didn't really get to do much of the fun stuff, did you? Couldn't even say anything about it, or else you'd blow your cover. But she consoled herself by keeping in mind that later, if she does pursue that path, there's guaranteed to be a lot more money in it.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Black, White, ~~Still Bad~~ Red.

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He's there for the modding.

You know you want to.

And here came Robin, on the hunt for Muppet DVD's.

"Hey, there, Robin," Turtle greeted with a small smile. "What's up?"

"Hi Turtle! I'm looking for DVD's, or even VHS...es, of some of my Uncle Kermit's work for Pop Culture class."

"Media area," Turtle said with a helpful smile. "We've got both, as well as some other things from future technologies that I don't even touch because there's no way in heck I'd ever be able to figure them out."

"Ooh, sounds tempting to look at though." he bounced. "What year are you from by the way?"

"This one," Turtle said with a nod ~~despite book publication dates~~. "No crazy time traveling for me."

"Must have been nice." he said. "One less brain breaky moment for you."

Turtle shrugged. "The breanbreaky moments catch up to you anyway. I just hired in this huge, blue hairy guy and didn't even blink an eye. It's creepy how well assimilated I've become."

"I think I've seen him around. I thought he might be a Muppet at first."

"His name's James P. Sullivan," Turtle said, a bit proudly because he was a member of the T&C team, "but I think he likes to be called Sulley. He can reach things really nicely, so I might be moving the 'put things on the tall shelves' day to Saturday."

"I take it that's when he works?" Robin giggled.

"Your deductive reasoning is astounding, Robin," Turtle said with a smirk.

"But what about customers who need things from high shelves on days he's not working?" he asked cheekily.

"Same thing we did before," Turtle responded, sticking out her tongue at the cheeky little frog.

Oh Robin could totally beat her on the sticking out the tongue bit. But ~~due to lack of budget in the construction of his puppet~~ he chose not to. He giggled instead. "Okay then. So, media section?"

Turtle nodded. "Media section."

"Thanks!" Robin went to check, and soon returned with a few DVD's, and a troubled expression. "I think I saw some stuff that hasn't been made yet in my time. Muppet things I mean. It's tempting to get them."

"Why wouldn't you?" Turtle asked, with a small tilt of her head. Mostly, because she didn't want to be deprived of a sale.

"I'm not sure I want to know before it happens. I've heard all sorts of stories about how knowing the future can mess it up."

"Mostly," Turtle observed, "they just give me a headache."

"It's something to think about."

"Hey Turtle," said Mary with a big smile on her face. It was her day off, so she was dressed casually in a tank top and jeans. "I'm going to need a few things today. Flour, sugar, baking soda, marshmallows and chocolate chips," she read off her list.

[And hopefully LJ won't eat my post this time.]

"A nice loose fitting sweater?" Turtle offered and then shook her head, waving a dismissive hand. "Nevermind. Those sounds like cooking ingredients to me; you making cookies?"

"Yes. I found a new recipe that I want to try out," said Mary. "Besides, Gunther bows to my cooking-baking superiority." Mary didn't own any sweaters. It doesn't get cold in Las Vegas.

Turtle considered this for a bit. "Don't let any of your employees in the kitchen when you make them," she said, trying not to sound too obvious about the tip. "But, new? Are you going to bring some for me?" A smile, sweet and hopeful, blossomed on her face.

"Gunther doesn't like anyone in his kitchen, not even me," said Mary. "But I have a nice little kitchenette in my suite. I'd be happy to bring you some cookies."

"And I'd love to receive some!" Turtle said with a bounce.

"I'll definitely bring some by, then. I love baking," said Mary, smiling.

"How's business doing?" Mary was all about supporting local businesses.

"Going very well, thank you! I've hired in three new employees for the weekend, and trained them just in the last few days!"

"That's great!" said Mary. "Are they new students?"

"Yup! All three of them! I tried to nab Hoshi, but I hear she deserted elsewhere."

"Actually, I ended up hiring her," said Mary, smiling. "She understands German! She can communicate with Gunther better than I can. I couldn't pass that up."

Turtle snorted a bit. "I know you hired her, that's why I mentioned it. It came up in the broadcast Jeff and I did on Wednesday. How's he doing, by the way?"

"He was just fine, last time I talked to him. He told me how much he loves the job," said Mary. Her information might be just slightly out of date since she hasn't been around the hotel all day today.

"Oh, yes," Turtle enthused quickly. "He certainly does; very content employee, that Jeff..." Mary couldn't have known, could she? Nahhhh. Turtle just kept reminding herself about that suitcase of money and she knew the union was safe.

"He told me it was the best job in the world," said a very happy Mary. Of course, Jeff might have said that just because she was giving him a hug at the time.

"I have some big plans for the hotel. There was a hospitality industry conference last weekend in D.C. and I came back with all sorts of new ideas for room improvements," Mary added. "Might as well put that extra capital to use instead of leaving it in the briefcase, right?"

Turtle bit her lip a little. "Just be careful of how you're keeping your records; wouldn't want any eventually unfortunate back-tracings, you know..."

"Definitely not," agreed Mary. She was used to the strict scrutiny of the Nevada Gaming Commission. "I might give my friend Sarasvati a call to help me out. She was my accountant back in Vegas."

Boooooo, work, you suck.

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