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fandomtownies2008-07-01 04:18 pm
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The Arms Hotel Lobby, Tuesday
The television wasn't working. Over three hundred channels, and none of them were working. And Jeff? Jeff was in the lobby, fumbling desperately with the remote in an attempt to get something, anything out of that set.
Nana had fashioned a corner out of several kitchen items and was sleeping there quite happily, gnawing on Gunther's favourite serving spoon.
[ open and ocd-free! ]
Nana had fashioned a corner out of several kitchen items and was sleeping there quite happily, gnawing on Gunther's favourite serving spoon.
[ open and ocd-free! ]
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once his player finally managed to figure out which hotel post was there first *grin*. Since the employee in the lobby appeared to be distracted, he made his way to the front desk, grabbed Mary's PDA and surreptitiously transferred some files to his own PDA. Mission accomplished, he went in search of Gunther for the next part of his plan.