Book Haven: Thursday 10-5PM [10-18-07]

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Lana opened the store feeling much better than she had last week. Probably in large part due to Chris' care and friendship and knowing that Professor Lyman was there for her if she needed him.

She set out the teas and pastries for any customers, then settled down with a book in one of the comfy chairs until someone came in.

Luke's Diner, October 18 (Thursday)

[queen-of-zagreb.livejournal.com]

Yitzhak could have been glad that he was going to recoup a bit on payroll now that he no longer had to cut checks with a pay increase on them.

Mostly, though, he was quietly and stoically emoing behind the counter, because he was going to miss the employee he'd been hoping to groom as a drag protegé.

Luke's is open, and the glittered Help Wanted sign is back in the window crowned by a sparkly blue wig.

Wonders of the World, Thursday [10/18]

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Joanna sat behind the counter with her sunglasses on. She could be sleeping.

[ooc: Please wait for the OCD is up!]

Turtle & Canary; Thursday [ 10/18 ]

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It was going to be a very, very busy day at Turtle & Canary today. Turtle had to make sure the store appeared flawless before everyone's parents started pouring into the island. Especially hers.

And she made certain that there was a sale on things like asprins, coffee, pie, and all the other stress related essentials.

Today's Squishy flavors: Preparation, Determination, Grape Judas

Turtle & Canary is open!

Bluth's Original Frozen Banana Stand, Thursday, 10/18

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That was a dang good clubbing he got yesterday. Poor George Michael went down and apparently didn't wake up until it started getting light out the following morning.

Sitting up slowly, he realized at once just how cold he felt. Then he realized how bad  his head hurt. Then he realized he was sitting there just in his boxers. George Michael flailed, jumped up, and ran for cover. And why yes, that would be the banana stand. He hid in there behind the counter, on the floor.

George Michael might be a little insecure about his naked appeal. Didn't matter that his pimp mama paid him for his services. This was just wrong. Wrong wrong wrong.

George Michael might be a touch paranoid.

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The Arms Hotel Lobby, Thursday

[montecito-east.livejournal.com]

Mary was still very ticked off that one of her favorite dresses had been stolen even though she had been wearing it at the time. She also had a nasty bump on the back of her head and for a short while this morning, she was seeing double. That definitely wasn't good. On top of that, she was feeling guilty that she hadn't checked on George Michael when she regained consciousness last night.

At least she got some good news in the form of a voice mail from Ed Deline, who told her that he was coming to Fandom this weekend. There was no mention if Jillian would be there as well, but Mary hoped that the Delines had patched up their marital problems and gotten back together. Only the best would do for Mary's former boss and her best friend's parents. Mary pulled up the reservations from the computer to check if the presidential suite was available.

It wasn't. In fact, there were four separate reservations for the same presidential suite and all for this weekend. Mary blinked a couple of times, hoping that she was just seeing double again, but when the screen didn't change, she realized the was screwed.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Mushroom Empanadas
Peach Cobbler

[OOC: If you have anyone staying at the Arms this weekend, please be sure that you've read this post. This is an OOC request, although those of you who gave me an IC response with how much they wanted the presidential suite really made my day. The RNG will select one lucky guest for the presidential suite late tonight and Mary may randomly comp people signed up for regular rooms because she likes to do that.]

Groovy Tunes, Thursday

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Melody was not taking any chances on the return of Dr. Love. She posed a hand-lettered sign in the window that read, "MONKEYS NOT ALLOWED!!!"

After a second thought, she added a line reading, "(Unless they can rollerskate or are with a man in a big yellow hat.)"

Groovy Tunes was open for business.

[OOC: I have to go see family, so expect very SP until 4 or so this afternoon. Sorry.]

Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Thursday

[the_merriest]

Rikku was here. All things considered, this was a major accomplishment.

She was too unsettled to try meditating again. She started to add Poisonstrike to a particularly large gun, and instead, flipped off the casing to see how the parts worked, inside. And then she decided she didn't want to tinker with weapons, either, and set it aside, half-finished.

The Wellspring Arms and Meditation Center was open.

OrangeShoeSevenAide, Thursday

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The Jerries - having returned to their usual insane selves, instead of their gremlin-bit insane selves - were hiding in their store, under the couch in the basement.

Not from angry Fandomites who might be upset about that whole, bopping on the head and stealing their clothes bit. Because honestly, they didn't remember that. They were hiding from the Bolivian robot dogs, who were having a conference with the Mafia pigeons on the roof.

(The pigeons weren't in the Mafia. They were Mafia spies. Very important distinction.)

There was a canoe in front of OrangeShoeSevenAide, and it contained all kinds of clothing. There was a sign over it that read

FREE HAMSTER FOOD
We have no fish! None at all!

Please. Have your clothes back.

(OOC: I leave for vacation any second now, so please, ignore the Jerries! Mod getting your clothes back, or if you'd rather, you can ping in here for grabbing it, or heck, chalk it up to being lost if you'd rather not get it back. Much thanks for letting me club you and steal your pelts.)

Pixie Dust, 10 a.m. - 4 p.m.

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Isabel opened Pixie Dust on time and settled in to work on some more application questions.

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Caritas, Thursday (10/18)

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It was a good thing Tino had decided to try and get one up on Anders by having the bar all ready to open, because Anders didn't show up to do it himself.

For all he knew, the kid was watching the Red Sox game somewhere tonight. Maybe at the stadium.

Tino and the zombies agreed that was kind of a dumb move, since the kid would probably need booze to make it through the game and, well, there was a lot of it here that he could get cheaper.

At least nobody would be throwing olives at Tino's head tonight.

[OOC: Please to mod the Tino for service, as Anders is (I just remembered) handwavily off island at the moment and I kind of feel like crap today, so not in prime RP condition anyway. :/]

Photo Hut, Thursday

[mr-hippie.livejournal.com]

Leo couldn't say why, but today he was feeling very frightened of Canadians.

Photo Hut is open.

Our Lady of Fandom, Thursday all day

[no-archangel.livejournal.com]

There was one, slug scented candle on the altar. The smell wasn't impressive, but the flickering light was kind of nice.

[The church is open]

The Devil's Nest - Thursday Evening 10/18

[iftheseshadows.livejournal.com]

Neil was in a distinctly pensive and slightly tense mood as he came in to open the Nest tonight.

Distractedly he nodded to Musubi, who took up her position behind the bar so that no customers would risk missing their drinks and then the demonness watched curiously as the young man fiddled about the Nest, cleaning in a preoccupied manner.