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The Arms Hotel Lobby, Wednesday [4/2]

Hoshi was kind of quiet as she took her spot behind the desk this morning, but that was normal for her. There had been a party last night, and even though she wasn't a party person, she wished she had at least checked it out instead of working feverishly on a translation.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's specials
Beef teriyaki
Sunomono

[AFK until late this evening, so please mod Gunther for fast service]

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If the girl at the desk is occupied.

Who is eagerly pouring through an ancient-looking book that's about ready to fall apart.

Jack wandered in after classes. Hopefully, there would be food. Or a place to remain non-child-y.

Hoshi has no shame from her weekend as a three-year-old.

"Hi Jack," said Hoshi. "Are you here for the sunomono?"

"Am I here for the sumomomo?" he asked back. "What's that? If it's food, then yes, that's what I'm here for."

Beat.

"So. This weekend."

"I have pictures!" said Hoshi, grinning.

"Of me?" he asked, a bit chagrined. "You had fun?"

"Well, it is kind of hard to tell with crayon stick figures covered in glitter," said Hoshi with a smirk. "I had fun, though. Robin and I even had a sleepover Sunday night."

"Really? I missed out on all the good fun," he said.

"I ran around with a cape. Space Trucker," he said, sheepishly.

"I... ran around with a security blankie and refused to talk to anyone," said Hoshi.

"Oh. Well, at least you're talking now?" he asked. And checked for a blankie.

There was no blankie today, just a puppy.

"Like I told Robin, it's only fitting that I got to be an adult last semester and a child this semester," said Hoshi. "I'm not looking forward to reliving either one anytime soon."

"Me neither. Took the better part of a day to get all the syrup off my face," he admitted. To say nothing of the hair!

Jack noticed the puppy. Hi, puppy! Wait. "Um. Izzat a dog or did someone wake up furry today?"

"That's Porthos and I've had him since spring break," said Hoshi, surprised. It felt like she'd had Porthos forever. "Don't tell me we haven't talked since spring break, when my friend got deployed and needed someone to watch his dog?"

"We may have?" he said. Or asked. It was a combination. He squatted down to be in doggypetting range.

"I'm just making sure it's not someone I know. I tell you about the times I keep turning into a lizard thing?" He's so very not proud of that.

"You turned into a lizard? Sounds worse than turning into a child for a weekend," said Hoshi.

Porthos was looking at Jack, trying to decide if he was a friend or a threat.

"It's not like I had any control over it!" he exclaimed, flailing slightly. Best not mention the hawk incidents, either. Note to self: never say anything about comparing any body part to any animal.

Jack wiggled his fingers in a proper earskritchy fashion.

Porthos opted for the cautious route and growled.

"Uh oh," said Hoshi, looking at the puppy.

"Uh..." Jack uttered, and started to back away. "Dogs usually love me," he stated.

"Hush, Porthos," said Hoshi, reaching over and picking up the puppy. "I don't know what's gotten into him. He usually gets along with everyone, even the Vulcan diplomats."

"The who?" he asked, not sure what a Vulture Diplomat looked like.

"Maybe I should just take the sumowhatever to go?" he suggested.

[leaving for work in a few!]

"Sunomono," said Hoshi. "I'll have Gunther pack some up for you."

She went down to the kitchen, returning with a to-go box. "Here you go!"

"Thanks!" he said, very happy to have food and not to be dog-attacked.

"You wouldn't happen to have any of the pictures ready, do you? I'd love to see what all happened this past weekend." Jack isn't into blackmail, just wanted to see who else was affected.

"I have the pictures back at my room. You should drop by sometime... if Porthos doesn't mind," she added, looking at the puppy. "You might want to buy some dog treats first."

"I'll go pick up a box now," he said, tucking his Sumo-nomnom under his arm. "I'd like to see them."

He waved as he ~~backed away~~ ~~retreated~~ left the hotel.

It is a pretty big lobby with a hyperactive puppy.

Charlotte had gone down to the lobby to sort of take a break from her work and pick up something to eat in, really.

It wasn't her fault that she'd gotten totally distracted because she forgot that it was Hoshi's day at work which meant being entirely and completely distracted by an adorable, hyperactive puppy in great need (in her mind, anyway) of some petting and attention.

You know how those sleeping pills have a warning that says you should have at least 8 to 10 hours to devote to sleep?

They're not kidding.

Nyquil Nyquil Nyquil, we love you, you giant f'n qqqqqq!

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