Café Fina, Saturday

[sexycandlepants.livejournal.com]

When Lumiere woke up this morning, he could swear that he was decidedly more waxy than he had been the night before, had a moment of panic, and decided to go back to bed.

And so the cheesegrater was in charge today.

The Specials Board today reads:
The boss is off paranoid! Half off everything- free ice cream!

The cheesegrater had probably just made a huge error in judgment.

(OOC: I have to work today, so I certainly can't keep up with all the weetinies. The tables are still set up outside, the inside still has a crater in the floor. Mod Fina as you see fit!)

The Perk [Saturday morning]

[professor-lyman.livejournal.com]

Josh was drinking coffee.

Lots of coffee.

And though J,GOB indeed served the finest muffins and bagels in all the land, he was parked with a copy of the Washington Post in the coffee shop.

Certainly not because the last time he'd been in J,GOB, Aly had used the oh-so-original "who are you again?" approach to dumping him.

Really.

Move along.

[IT WAS ALWAYS IN THIS COMM OMG]

Heavily Broken - The Veronicas

Turtle & Canary; Saturday [ 04/28 ]

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Apu was a little confused when Turtle came into the store today. First, because she wasn't schedualed to actually work today. And secondly because Turtle was a lot littler and younger than she usual was. But it was definitely Turtle. "What'cha doin' jus' sweepin' the floor, Apu? We gotta get all the toys marked up a widdle before everyone comes in! And two-fer specials on choc'lite milk! Chop, chop! It's Saturday!"

Dragging some empty milk crates behind the counter, Turtle was able to construct something so that she could reach the register. She spread both herself and a copy of the Wall Street Journal out on it, looking very important as she tried to read it and pretend to understand it. "Didja see, Apu? The *grumblemutter* went up...I think. And the *grumblemutter* is all, um....sparkly and...pink....! That's so in'erestin'!"

Today's Squishy flavors: Chocolate Milk, Apple Juice, Red.

Turtle & Canary is open!


[[ could. not. refuse. ]]

Book Haven; Saturday [ 10-2 ]

[kitty--fetish.livejournal.com]

Alphonse woke up knowing he took up the BIG BIG task of looking over the bookstore today for a little while.

He knew there was something about tea and hot chocolate that were supposed to be put out for customers, but he didn't know how to make those! Alphonse fretted a little and hoped that both no one would mind and he wouldn't get in trouble for that. Besides, why did that matter? There were books. EVERYWHERE.

Alphonse grabbed the biggest interesting book he could find in the store, and... well, he was too short for the counter, now, so now he was plopped on the floor beside the counter, reading. Surprisingly, he was still able to understand some of the huge book he picked out, but at other times was frowning at stuff he couldn't.

The store was open for all your weetiny book needs. And if you weren't weetiny... just your book needs.

[ ooc: anime character rule #856: obsessions start early. come and invaaaade. ]

The Devil's Nest; Saturday [ 04/28 ]

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Technically speaking, Setsuna knew she wasn't supposed to have her wings out. They were supposed to be a secret, only to be used in emergencies, or else the Elders got really, really mad and upset and dispairing with her, but the Elders weren't here. And how else could she reach all the fun bottles to play with mixing drinks unless she used her wings? She was much too small to reach them, so she flew around behind the bar in determination to do a good job, because Mazikeen was helping and she wanted to impress her!

Of course, at the moment, she was hugging her again. "Thank you for being so helpful for me, Mazikeen-san! I like you because you're so pretty and you don't talk much. Sensei says being silent means being strong, so you must be very strong!"

Mazikeen...was feeling rather conflicted about all this, but her hand kept twitching toward her sword under the counter.

Which, of course, Setsuna noticed. "Mazikeen-san, do you want to play the Seppuku game?" She, floating nearby, brandished her bokken. "I'll be your second! But you should never play the seppuku game with actual steel; that's very dangerous!"

The Devil's Nest was wee!tiny open.


[[ up early because I took a four hour shift today to get me out of the room for at least some time today. :) I'll be back later, though! ]]

James T. Kirk Memorial Causeway, Late Saturday Morning

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

Now could not possibly be a better time for a former ruler of Hell to leave town. Not that he was worried of catching whatever seemed to cause second childhoods, but he really did not need to deal with any of his bartenders as small children.

His trip off island would certainly seem nicer despite what he knew lay ahead.

[[establishy]]

Photo Hut, Saturday

[mr-hippie.livejournal.com]

Leo hadn't yet noticed the proliferation of kids. It was a coincidence that Sunflower Road was on his TV.

Photo Hut is open.

Chilly Boulder Ice Creamery, Saturday evening

[fates_jaye]

WAY after detention, Jaye goes wandering.

This is not good.

She finds the ice cream shop.

This is worse.

If anyone comes in, they will see her having a banana split at a table, completely ignoring the banana in favor of the ice cream and syrup and cherry. Most of which is now on her.

Um, the ice cream and syrup. Not so much with the cherry.

[Open!]

The Beach, Saturday Afternoon [Later, after Detention and the Park]

[water-wonder.livejournal.com]

Tori made her way to the beach, having her surfboard with her. She had her bathing suit underneath her clothes.

She was ready to PLAY! And have some ice cream, too!

Standing her surfboard in the sand, Tori took a seat near the water and began building things with the sand. This was the absolute BEST!

[OOC: Open Open Open! Weetiny playtime!]

Caritas, Saturday Evening

[roadhousequeen.livejournal.com]

Ellen was suspicious.

Not only was a good portion of the alcohol now suddenly comprised of juice, milk and water, but the lounge was a ballpit.

On the other hand, she wasn't six years old, so at least there was one good thing so far.

[OOC: Sorry for this being so late - RL intruded longer than expected. In return, no need to mod Tino should you come by.]