Fandom Post Office, Tuesday, 6/26

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Behind the counter, Annette was playing with Not Tiddles, making faces at the cat while she stacked stamps and envelopes and just basically straightened up.

She was in a good mood this morning except she forgot to eat breakfast and her tummy was growling. That sucked.

Annette set the bell out with a note that read, Please ring the bell for service - ONLY if no one is behind the counter. Thank you. And Annette was behind the counter so...

The Post Office is open.

Luke's Diner, June 26 (Tuesday)

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Luckily for everyone, the cook was back to work today, and if the dumpsters out back could breathe a sigh of relief the alley would be very drafty. Okay, this was Fandom. Maybe the dumpsters were sighing with relief.

Whatever it was, something in the alley had mussed up Yitzhak's new wig, thereby ruining whatever little bit of a good mood he'd been in. He was stationed behind the counter with the wig and a small army of combs, trying to set things to rights.

Today's Specials
Lobster Pie
BLT Sandwich and Chips
Beer Can Chicken

Luke's is open. Mind the wig.

[OOC: No OCD today; mod servers at will as I'll be away from about 3PM-8PM Eastern time.]

The Perk - Tuesday Late Morning

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Deciding it was time to get out somewhere that was not either the clinic or the familiar spots of the Nest or home, Wilson headed down to the Perk to treat himself to a frozen mocha something or other that was horribly bad for him.

He even had them add whip cream and chocolate shavings. It was about as frufru as one could get and still be imbibing caffiene but, what the hell.

Staking himself out a comfortable chair by the window, he pulled a small table around and opened his laptop up. He had the germ of an idea and was doing some research to investigate it's feasibility.

[ooc: Open, like one's eyes after a frozen mocha caffienate beverage thingie. :)]

Photo Hut, Tuesday

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To give himself something to do, John was wandering around the hut, taking bizarre pictures.  He figured he could develop them later if he didn't get any customers.  Come in and John will show you the pictures he took of Molly's cheer last week.

The Photo Hut was open!

[ooc: I'm around here somewhere...]

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Tuesday

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Feeling much better than yesterday, Mary sat down at the front desk for her shift and started perusing the calendar, trying to decide when was the best date for the restaurant's grand opening. Instead, she noticed that next Monday was her birthday. Her thirtieth birthday, to be precise. She could either pretend it wasn't happening, or she could throw one huge party to jump start her event-planning business. So she started making phone calls for for for the big Age Is Just A Number party. Lots of phone calls.

"Gunther? Remember that time Sam's whale had that wedding reception for his daughter and a truckload of lobster got stolen? Do you think you can get that many lobsters again? Maybe we should order a crate of champagne too. Yes, I said champagne. No, just because I stopped drinking doesn't mean that other people won't drink it, but you'd better order some sparkling juice too."

In all of the frenzy, one of Gunther's assistants did remember to pull out the tables and chairs as well as the sign from yesterday. After all, there was still plenty of apple strudel left.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Free Apfelstrudel today.

[OOC: If you didn't get a phone call, consider yourself invited anyway! I'm around for a while and then at work until late evening so mod Gunther or wait for SP.]

Turtle & Canary; Tuesday [ 06/26 ]

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Feeling really icky and tired like you do after a day where you were just way too emotional, Turtle was trying to suck down coffee as best she could (a whole pack of sugar was sitting beside Cube on the counter, constantly being added to the nasty, nasty coffee with the hopes that Turtle didn't accidentally put the goo from Cube's tank in instead of the sugar, but even that would have been an improvement). She also was playing with Liz a lot more than she usually did, but, unfortunately, while a robot dog could play fetch and bring you thinks, it wasn't very good with cuddling, and a cuddly, fluffy puppy would be nice right about now.

The glittery "Help Wanted" sign was still in the window.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Pork, Lamb, Red

Turtle & Canary is open.

Groovy Tunes; Tuesday [ 06/26 ]

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One of the good things about having a wee tiny kitten and wide, big shoulders is that you didn't have to carry the cat in your hands when you took him to work. Chad wanted to practise a bit on his guitar today at work, so Prince Oscar Pedro had to perch on his shoulder on the way the the music store. He did so well with only trying to climb on Chad's head a few times that he treated all the cats new catnip toys.

Customers might want to watch their feet. Those are some hyper cats...

Today's music: Teal Dear, Axes and Saxes, and the Cake discography.

Groovy Tunes is open.

Caritas, Tuesday, June 26

[solo_sword]

Jaina had no problem taking an extra shift this week, so she arrived early at Caritas to set up. And she might have finished early.

However, that did not give her an opportunity to teach the zombies any Corellian drinking songs, no it did not. Nope.

Book Haven, Tuesday 10AM-5PM

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Tori opened up Book Haven, setting up the table with refreshments should customers want something.

Feeling energetic, Tori set out to see if anything needing rearranging or a good dusting. She was happy to be cleaning.

The Devil's Nest, Tuesday (06/26)

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Aziraphale was a little distracted as he set things up for the evening. Dinner had definitely revealed that a certain oncologist was up to mischief.

Not that the angel was worried, mind you. A little mischief was nice, once in a while. He was just impatient to find out what it was.

[ooc: I'm a bit back and forth tonight, so please be prepared for possible SP.]

The Park: Tuesday Late Evening

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Aly had gotten bored of being in her apartment so she decided to take herself out for a walk.  Possibly down to the beach eventually or possibly just to the Perk because Gods know when you're bored, caffeine is the best remedy. 

But for now, she was walking through the Park, not finding the darkness bothersome at all.


[OOC:  For someone who knows who he is, but also open as parks are]

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Wednesday, late morning/early afternoon

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Someone told Mary that the chef at the school was on vacation this week. The restaurant still wasn't open yet, but she thought they could make an exception for hungry students. It would give Gunther another chance to come up with more kid-friendly food anyway.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Free lunch for students today.
Today's specials
Beer-Simmered Bratwurst with Onions and Red Cabbage Sauerkraut
German Potato Salad
Apfelstrudel
A selection of soft drinks, beer and iced tea available.

Help wanted. See manager for details.

"Gunther, you'd better not be serving beer to teenagers!" yelled Mary. She didn't need more drunk teenage boys trying to kiss her. Even if said teenage boy reminded her of Danny McCoy and she kept wondering what would have happened if she had let him kiss her. She should not be thinking about that at all. Mary tried to push all thoughts of kissing out of her head and concentrated on planning her birthday party.

[OOC: Up early since I have to be at work early. Mod your own Gunther until I get back in the evening.]