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fandomtownies2009-05-30 10:52 am
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Pizza Planet, Saturday
It was peaceful today. Quiet, even, but Jen was used to the odd quiet that tended to come after insanely fighty days.
The kitchen guys looked disappointed, though; they'd had fun holding down the fort after Jen took off to go be bright pink and helmeted in the park.
Even if the first thing Jen had done when she arrived today was to debrief each of them on what had happened after she'd left them to their own devices, and then tell them exactly what each of them could have done better. Some habits were hard to break. At least they knew she'd leave them alone between noon and 1, when she made a beeline for that TV.
[OOC: I may use a little muscle to get what I need; I may sink a little drink and shout out "No OCD!" Er. Yes. Open, though I'm gonna likely be in and out for the next couple of hours.]
The kitchen guys looked disappointed, though; they'd had fun holding down the fort after Jen took off to go be bright pink and helmeted in the park.
Even if the first thing Jen had done when she arrived today was to debrief each of them on what had happened after she'd left them to their own devices, and then tell them exactly what each of them could have done better. Some habits were hard to break. At least they knew she'd leave them alone between noon and 1, when she made a beeline for that TV.
[OOC: I may use a little muscle to get what I need; I may sink a little drink and shout out "No OCD!" Er. Yes. Open, though I'm gonna likely be in and out for the next couple of hours.]