Monday Night in the Park

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

[Closing the shop after unceremoniously throwing everyone out...once the angel was far out of earshot, that is, he slipped on his topcoat and offered his arm to his lovely pet, Duce, and escorted her to his favorite park bench.]

[[ETA: 4 out of 5 dentists disapprove of the sweetness content of this thread.]]

The Emporium is open -- Tuesday

[mikeys-ben.livejournal.com]

Ben opened the shop this morning, efficiently setting up the new holiday displays that had finally arrived. Michael had woken with a splitting headache -- stress-induced more likely than actual migraine -- and Ben had offered to open. Michael had been in no shape to protest.

Ben's mind swirled with thoughts of his conversation with Yazoo the evening before. It bothered Ben that he too frequently let this other man get his goat. But he had to come to Michael's defense, didn't he? He shook his head and tried to find a distraction from his thoughts.

Rare Book Shop: Tuesday

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty unlocks the door, checks to make sure that the tea and coffee pots have been miraculously filled, the cookies are in place and that the flowers are still dead.

He straightens up the books which never seem to sell and awaits for the day to begin.

Allison Sees Tuesday Morning

[allison-dubois.livejournal.com]

The Dubois house is currently just as crazy as it would be in Phoenix, except that Joe is not there. Bridgette and Ariel are fighting over stupid things, and driving poor Allison crazy. She manages to keep it together though. "Ariel apologize to your sister." Allison says, staying calm.

"Why do I have to apologize?" Ariel whines. "She started it."

"I did not." Bridgette says defensively. "Ariel told me that monsters live in this town and that they're going to get me."

Allison looks at Ariel in disbeleif. "Did you say that to your sister?"

Ariel shrugs. "I was only kidding. Sorry Bridgette, there are no monsters." Ariel says, she does not want to be in trouble.

Bridgette frowns and focuses her attention on Allison. "Is Daddy coming here soon?" she asks.

"I don't know honey, eat your cereal." Allison tells her. "Ariel don't tell your sister things that will scare her, especially in a new house. Be more responsible." Allison leaves it at that and flips the sign on the window to open.

Tuesday Morning at the Museum

[immortalamanda.livejournal.com]

Amanda is in her office. She's hired a few new people, to help out. Mostly tour guides, and one receptionist. They can be seen cataloguing and doing various other tasks around the museum while Amanda catches up on reruns of the Golden Girls.

The Mayor is In - Morning hours

[http://users.livejournal.com/_red_xiii_/]

Red trotted to his office at the town hall. He had some appointments to meet and papers to sign, always papers to sign and Gladys met him at the door with an itenirary for his morning, every minute planned out. "How efficient of you, Gladys," he remarked as he made his way to the office.

"Just trying to make your day move smoothly as possible, Mr. Mayor," she said pleasantly.

At his desk, he picked up his pen and started his day.

Fly By Night is OPEN

[http://users.livejournal.com/_flybynight/]

Tuesday morning, inching towards afternoon, Jack once again opened the shutters on his store, set the coffee pot a-brewing, and settled down in his customary and very comfortable chair. Today the TV was off and he was reading the newspaper. Waiting for customers. Or, really, anyone.

Center of Town- Tuesday Morning

[groovy-cat.livejournal.com]

Cat has decided to try a different approach to wooing the ladies, he is currently standing in the center of town on a large box, with a bunch of flowers and a mega phone.

"Ladies of Fandom, please form an orderly queue, I am currently on the look out for a little love. You heard me right! I will be selecting the best 7 or 8 lovely ladies to date the wonder that is me!"

He pauses and looks around for the screaming crowd of women that should be heading his way.

"I assure you all there's plenty of me to go around and species it not important."

He grins and waits for the mass of girls that is sure to come right?

Red's is open

[cabal-boone.livejournal.com]

Aaron opens the shop at it's standard time of 9am. There's no sign of Red. Aaron shrugged and assumed Red was off doing mayor things, and went about setting up for the day.

The shop seemed eerily quiet, with neither Red nor the pups around, and Aaron found he kind of missed the noise. Or the company. Or the noise and the company. He frowned, trying to remember when he'd become such a social creature, but eventually shrugged it off. He was at work. This was the time to do work-things and inject ink under people's skin for pay. This was not the place to brood.

He could brood later. At home. In private. With no witnesses. For now, he pasted a congenial look on his face and awaited customers. Or visitors. Or mini Yetis with mischief on their mind. Something. Anything.

[ooc: LJ is still a h0r and I'm not getting notifies. But I'm here! Really! If needed, I can be poked at FHCabalBoone on AIM]

The Park, early afternoon

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

Feeling much better, House needed to get out of the apartment before the walls closed in on him. With his cane and very little discomfort in his leg, he headed out of his small apartment and toward the town. Nothing like the promise of a decadent coffee from The perk to get a man motivated after several days of physical and emotional hell.

With Caramel Latte in hand, he headed for the park, and settled on a bench near the lake.


[OOC: Aziraphale helped House overcome his pain and Vicodin withdrawl He's got a couple hours before he starts feeling bad again, so I'm throwing him out in an effort to socialise him since he's been a hermit for the last week or so.]

Spike's Pub: Open 11/29

[bowcastermaster.livejournal.com]

Chewbacca unlocks and turns on the lights. He tests the jukebox, and has to settle for Billy Idol doing "White Wedding" because everything else hurts his ears. He privately resolves to bring in some Corelli pop.

The Pub is open.

Tuesday Specials

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

The Chalkboard reads

Chicken Fettiucini Alfredo Florentine with mushrooms.

Grilled chicken with spinach and barley cooked with mushrooms and onion

Mushroom-onion barley with carrots, spinach and parsnips


Desserts:
Brownies
Tapioca pudding
Lemon cake
Pineapple pie


Edited: It's a slow Tuesday night, and Deb shuts down early. She grabs a couple pans of baked goods and with Carl in tow heads to the family dinner at Shane's place.

Mistah Fixits - OPEN

[yaymckay.livejournal.com]

Mistah Fixits has the signboard out the front of the house, and Rodney's in and out of the shop all day. (Mostly out.) You might see him around town, you might not.

[Posted so Jonas can play with people if he wants, Rodney-mun is having a week that needs to improve 100% to get 'bad'.]

The Fourth Sin--OPEN (Tuesday)

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod is one again behind the receptionist's desk, at the computer. He is definitely not doing a background check on Parker's boyfriend surfing the 'net.

Caritas: 11/29 Open

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

Lorne opens up the doors to Caritas...

"Welcome everyone! Come on in and get your groove on!"

[Host is back. Let's sing it baby!]

Chaucer's, early Tuesday evening

[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

Stifling a yawn, Sonia shifts the weight of her bag and unlocks the door to the empty shop. Geoff would probably be up at the school a while yet, but she figured this would be a good time to start on the newest commission. After setting up her small work area, she pulls out a book on heraldry and idly flips through the pages on helm design, occassionaly checking back over the description from Geoff.


[OOC: As usual, the shop is open to anyone.]

The Rare Books Shop is OPEN

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

A to the C in the hizzouse! The chill atmosphere of the Shop has been shattered today by the introduction of a sound system alternately playing hip hop and trance. The Demon languishes in the the lounge like some Byronic hero...come compliment his dope sombrero.

((This one is just for Crowley and his peeps...or if you want to be his bizzatch, you know...iss all good.))

The Park, Tuesday evening

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

After having a drink and some conversation at Caritas, The Tick was cutting through the park on his way back to the school. It was kind of hard to believe that he'd only been gone a week. It all... felt different somehow. Even Tick's antennae seemed to be reacting strangely to the air out here. It was kind of weird.

[OOC: Primarily for crazyvampchick, but totally open for interaction.]

[The Park] Date #2

[flinkmeister.livejournal.com]

Marshall and Lisa Cuddy are out in the park. Marshall is setting up a model rocket and smiling geekily at Lisa every now and again.

House of Illusions, Tuesday night

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

Done with the family-related issues that come with Thanksgiving, Gob was back out at his booth. The sign that had been up there for the past week remained:

Book Sale: "Magic for Morons: The Secrets of Illusion Revealed for Schmucks Like You" by GOB Bluth, 20% off.

[OOC: In the right place this time.]