The Arms Hotel Lobby, Wednesday [12/19]

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Gunther was singing. It was not very pleasant to listen to at all, especially since he kept singing a Britney Spears song. Hoshi was sitting behind the front desk covering her ears while Gunther was repairing the damage to his gingerbread Las Vegas and crooning "Baby One More Time" at the top of his lungs.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Hoshi will cook anything you want for free
If you can get stupid Gunther to shut up!

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Listen to Gunther sing [12/19]

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Oh no, is he dancing too?

Talk to Hoshi [12/19]

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The bad thing about having sensitive hearing? Covering her ears isn't enough.

Re: Talk to Hoshi [12/19]

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Jack was singing. Singing very gruffly. "Lay down the boogie and play that funky music 'til you die (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R4BI9qjCPP8). Hi, Hoshi."

Re: Talk to Hoshi [12/19]

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Hoshi retracted further into her hiding spot behind the desk. "Make it stop, make it stop!" she cried out, cover her ears.

Re: Talk to Hoshi [12/19]

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"....I can't!" he exclaimed. "Had a song stuck in my head all day!

He stomped his foot.

Twice.

Then he clapped. Oh, this can't be good.

Re: Talk to Hoshi [12/19]

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"Stop, stop, make it stop!" pleaded Hoshi.

Re: Talk to Hoshi [12/19]

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Jack didn't speak. He knew just what she's saying. So please stop explaining. Don't tell him, cause it hurts.

He may have hummed this part.

OOC [12/19]

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