Chilly Boulder Ice Creamery: Friday late afternoon

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Karal was sitting at a table near the window, fiddling with a straw in its paper wrapper while he waited for Jaina.

The very nice girl behind the counter had offered him some samples to try while he waited, but he felt like it would be rude. Especially since he was the one who was early.

[ooc: Karal is here to meet Jaina, but it is open for all your ice cream and frozen rock needs.]

Turtle & Canary; Saturday [ 09/08 ]

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Another day, another trainee, but Turtle was not complaining. She'd gotten to the store early to get a few things together, and then went through all the fun technical stuff and super awesome (and with such great acting!) training videos with Sully, and so on, and so forth, and introduced him to their robot dog security system and the SquishyBot and Apu. And then finally unleashed the big blue furry guy on the counter, sitting back to carefully watch his every move.

Not that there was any pressure, of course. Nope. None at all. Don't mind the clipboard and the constant thoughtful sounds she made every time she made a mark.

Today's Squishy flavors: Blue Raspberry, Blue Strawberry, Still Bad Red.

Turtle & Canary is open.

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Saturday

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Once Mary was on her way to her conference and her reunion with Sam Marquez, Gunther bustled into the kitchen and started ordering everyone around like he was in charge of the place. Which he was for the next day. He could get used to this.

The lobby was set for afternoon tea, with an assortment of tea sandwiches, pastries, and scones. Of course there was the tea as well, with varietes of black, green, herbal, white, and even red tea available. Everything was set up buffett style today since Gunther couldn't find the menus. At least he had complete control of the specials board.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Join us for afternoon tea.

[Open! Mod Gunther for service today.]

Luke's Diner, Saturday

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Fish had decided to come and chill at the diner today. You might not want to order anything with fish in it or he'll give you a pathetically sad look. He and Jude were happily communing via bubbles and 'dude's.

Today's Specials
Cinnamon French toast on a stick
Blueberry pancakes on a stick
Stampede Pancakes on a stick
(bacon baked into pancakes)
Hashbrowns
Omelette
(variety of toppings, optional on a stick)

Oh yeah. The Jude-man was back.

Bluth Family Original Banana Stand, Saturday, 9/8

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George Michael Bluth was going to wait until Monday to start work. It was just that he didn't have anything else to do since he unpacked and set up his room yesterday. He couldn't stand around and wonder about what Miss Connell told him about other Bluth's being in town. It was inconceivable. He came here to get away from his family, not join them. 

He set up the stand, put on his apron, and was ready for the first customer.

George Michael was nervous. He kind of wished Maeby was here.

( Menu Board )

Nast Sporting Goods, Saturday 9/8/07

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Savannah got to the store early for her first day of work.

She let herself in with the key and wandered the store to make sure that everything looked alright and was in the proper place.

With a grin, she flipped the sign to "Open" and set herself up behind the counter.

Trooper Station - Saturday

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There was still a huge pile of paperwork on Roy's desk thanks to being absent most of the week. At least he had managed to not get hung over after last night's party and the sneaking off. It still felt a little strange to be back, but he'd deal with it.

He'd taken a stack of paperwork into the lobby and sat working behind the front desk. Well, there may have been the occasional break.

((Open.))

Photo Hut, Saturday

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The Green Screen was up, and the green furniture was assembled. Now if he could only figure out how the rest of this worked.

The sign was still up in the window, in hopes that someone knew how to set all this up.

( cut for image )

The sign in the window said "HELP WANTED".

Fandom Post Office: Saturday [08.09]

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Moist was a little suspicious when he arrived at the Post Office to find - he looked around cautiously - absolutely nothing strange had happened.

Not Tiddles was asleep on the counter, Gladys was sorting the mail, the chrome was sparkling, the floor was gleaming. His hat was sitting in all its resplendent glory on its stand.

The whole thing was very strange, but the Post Office was open.