The Causeway, Really early Thursday morning

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Peter	Peter had received a call from his clone, Jessica. It seemed there was some sort of incident with a couple clones of his that had been brainwashed into being CIA agents. He didn't have all the details, he just knew that she needed help. That's why he was out here at the Causeway at some ungodly hour waiting for a bus to the airport. He really needed to learn how to drive.
Victor	Victor needed to get back to his special lab in DC. Time was starting to become scarce. He needed to finish. So he was going to take a long weekend, work on his Project, and be back for his shift at Wexler's store on Sunday. That's why he was waiting at the Causeway at this hour, waiting for a bus to DC.

( This will surely end up them being BFF )

[OOC: NFI, preplayed with myself.]

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

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( Cut for image )

Isabel had been surprised to find a note from Tinker Bell when she opened the store.

Then she read it and laughed out loud. This was going to be too much fun.

"Oh Blackheart! Where are you, you cute little bunny person?"

( When co-workers bond… )

Pixie Dust was open.

[OOC: Pre-played with the hilarious way_black Completely broadcastable and open. OOC comments are love.]

Luke's Diner, November 1 (Thursday)

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Yitzhak was dressed up like Stevie Nicks today -- no particular reason, really. Okay, so maybe he'd been having dreams about Hedwig again and was in one of those moods where listening to Rumours on endless loop (look, at least it wasn't "I Will Always Love You" as sung by the neighbor in the next trailer over, Hedwig) seemed to be the thing to do.

Maybe it was the fact that the endless feud with the dishwasher had manifested itself in the form of ongoing scathing Looks of Hatred worthy of Stevie Nicks and Lindsey Buckingham. And that wasn't even an act.

Today's Specials
"Empire State" New York Steak
"Honey Hi" Roasted Turkey Sandwich
"Songbird" Rotisserie Chicken
"Mango in the Night" Fruit Salad

There was a tambourine beside the Help Wanted sign, still crowned with the glittery pompadour wig.

Luke's is open; don't get caught in the evil-look crossfire.

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Thursday [11/1]

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There was a very happy Mary behind the front desk today. She's normally a very cheerful person, but today she was so giddy with happiness that it was starting to scare Gunther. She was so happy that she didn't even blink at the specials.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Artichoke Toasts
Oyster Orgy Salad

[Open! SP until 6 PM because it's going to be another one of those days.]

Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Thursday

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Rikku had had way, way, way too much sugar last night, and had barely slept.

She was attempting to fight off the inevitable sugar crash with a mochaccino. Or two. Maybe three.

As a result, she was tired and wired.

Which meant it was a good thing she was going to be playing with weapons all day.

The Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center was open.

Turtle & Canary; Thursday [ 11/01 ]

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Turtle was in a fantastic mood today, which was a good change of pace. She thought for sure she'd be sick off too much Halloween candy, or at the very least have one of those awful toothaches, but nope!

However, even if there wasn't one now, there were lots of leftover Halloween candy, and Turtle Wexler had a habit of munching...

Today's Squishy Flavors: Grape Judas, Tootsie Roll, Chocolate Bar

Turtle & Canary is open.

Bluth's Original Frozen Banana Stand, Thurs. 11/1

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George Michael was smiling wide when he opened up the stand. Smiling and not caring at all that Eddie had pooped on the counter. He just wiped it away with a, "Ah, you stupid silly seagull." The smile was still in place and there was a lightness in his step. A little bounce as he heated up the chocolate and began to chop the nuts.

Yep, that George Michael was a happy sort of guy today and it probably had everything to do with last night. Yep.

( Menu Board )

The Help Wanted sign was still in place too.

The Park, Thursday throughout the day

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Annette was kind of mopey feeling. She'd handwavily mailed her college applications this morning and was just feeling a little forlorn about the whole thing. It obviously meant that Dick and her were going to break up and go their seperate ways when they graduated, but that caused such a lump in her throat that no matter how much coffee she was consuming presently, it just wouldn't go away.

She dumped her bag of candy in her lap and started to eat a Snickers bar. It was kind of chilly out and the bench she was sitting on was cold. Her room smelled of roses though and she just didn't want to go back there right now.

Annette needed to hire a private detective and wondered if there was such a person on the island. Oh! Or better yet, she could be her own private detective! She started taking mental notes while she consumed chocolate and coffee and did her best not to think about breaking up with Dick.

[park is open for any parky needs.]

Beach [Thursday Evening]

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As the sun started to set, Lee was already setting up a blanket on the sand and dropping one beside it just in case it got chilly. It warmer than days previous but night plus water seemed to make things cooler.

Despite that, Lee couldn't help taking his shoes off and walking around in the sand, seeing if it differed from what he was used to in anyway.

He almost thought about stepping in the water but thought better of it. He didn't even cold feet.

[And here for one person but beach is open for beachly needs.]

Caritas, Thursday

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Anders, having been in a particularly distracted mood all week, was blissfully unaware of the bar's change in ownership thus far.

Hey, at least he got to work on time, gave the zombies a pep talk as he taped them up, and camped out behind the bar with his laptop.

Yup, already working on plans for next year's fantasy baseball roster.

The Devil's Nest - Thursday Evening 11/1

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Neil was on hand to open the Nest tonight.

Post Office, Friday

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Sokka had bought lots of Halloween candy on sale, and there it was, in a very large bowl on the counter.

Somehow (probably because it's Sokka) the concept of "candy" today included, in addition to boatloads of chocolate and sugar, not just the snack-sized bags of Frito-Lay products that someone's always handing out, but also quite a lot of Slim Jims. This is important, because that's why Not Tiddles was stalking the candy bowl.