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fandomtownies2009-02-07 01:23 pm
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Pizza Planet, Saturday
Heather didn't remember being on an island when she'd gone to bed last night, but she could go with it. It wouldn't be the first time something like this had happened, anyway.
There was just the slight problem of paying for airfare to get out of here by Monday -- it hadn't been easy to score those Coldplay concert tickets, and no way was she just blowing it off. Also, food would be good.
Imagine her pleased surpries when she left the dorms (wow, had she picked up a college student or something?) and ventured into town, toward a pizza parlor that . . . actually had some really nice furniture in it, and a kitchen staff that acted like they knew her; at least, that was a reasonable assumption to make when they asked her, with a disturbing degree of deference, what she wanted them to do.
It was kind of awesome that they didn't bat an eye when she told them to go take that vintage-looking lamp and some of the cool chairs, sell them off, and bring her back the money.
Sweet.
[OOC: Pizza Planet is open, but Jen's not here. Particularly because she is Heather Mosby for the weekend. And also gone. ETA: Er. Gone from Pizza Planet, not the island.]
There was just the slight problem of paying for airfare to get out of here by Monday -- it hadn't been easy to score those Coldplay concert tickets, and no way was she just blowing it off. Also, food would be good.
Imagine her pleased surpries when she left the dorms (wow, had she picked up a college student or something?) and ventured into town, toward a pizza parlor that . . . actually had some really nice furniture in it, and a kitchen staff that acted like they knew her; at least, that was a reasonable assumption to make when they asked her, with a disturbing degree of deference, what she wanted them to do.
It was kind of awesome that they didn't bat an eye when she told them to go take that vintage-looking lamp and some of the cool chairs, sell them off, and bring her back the money.
Sweet.
[OOC: Pizza Planet is open, but Jen's not here. Particularly because she is Heather Mosby for the weekend. And also gone. ETA: Er. Gone from Pizza Planet, not the island.]