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fandomtownies2011-01-17 07:05 am
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Arms Hotel, Monday, 1/17
No one had answered the email about the slumber party; that meant things might either go really well or be a complete disaster.
If it was a disaster, Quinn would give herself permission to eat all the Reese's Cups for the party while watchingmeta The Notebook and crying her eyes out, all by herself, so there.
Work was routine, other than the fact that some of the live crabs Gunther had brought for the daily special had escaped and were scuttling about the hotel. Quinn threw a shoe at one she spotted from the desk as she hoped none would sneak into the guest rooms.
Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials: Crab Cakes Benedict
Green Salad with Vinaigrette
[OOC: Open hotel! OCD doesn't want to catch crabs.]
If it was a disaster, Quinn would give herself permission to eat all the Reese's Cups for the party while watching
Work was routine, other than the fact that some of the live crabs Gunther had brought for the daily special had escaped and were scuttling about the hotel. Quinn threw a shoe at one she spotted from the desk as she hoped none would sneak into the guest rooms.
Today's Specials: Crab Cakes Benedict
Green Salad with Vinaigrette
[OOC: Open hotel! OCD doesn't want to catch crabs.]