All and Sundries: Sunday Afternoon

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Jane, a surprisingly clean Jane, opens up the shop for any of your all or sundry needs.

She is hovering around the sections with things like bubble bath and that shampoo stuff the Limey blond kid from the bar told her about.

Hmmm, smelled purty.

All and Sundries is open.

J,GOB - Sunday Brunch

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It had been a while since Jeff, the God of Biscuits, had hosted one of the Sunday Brunches, but it was his turn again and he had truly outdone himself. The doors to the bakery were open and the smell of fresh baked pastries and coffee wafted into the street. Even the troopers couldn't help themselves and wandered in to grab something to eat.

((Am a rebel so there won't be any OCD! Have at it!))

Caritas - Sunday evening [Open]

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GOB took down the sign about singing for tips. That was a stupid idea. He wasn't dealing with it any more.

He sat down behind the bar, poured himself a drink, and wondered why his brother hadn't called him back yet.

[OOC: I'm around and good for interaction.]

The Rocky Bits - Sunday Morning

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Sunlight pierced Kawalsky's eyelids and woke him up. He dragged his eyes open and sat up suddenly. He was out in the open. Cam was nearby. Kawalsky was of the strong opinion that drinking was a very bad habit and should be avoided whenever the drink is green. His brain felt like it was trying to escape his skull and his throat felt like sandpaper...

...and his arms were wrapped around a bright orange traffic cone.

"It's not a good night out if you don't end up with a traffic cone," he muttered and swiped at Cam to wake him up.