Book Haven: Thursday 10-5PM [11-8-07]

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana opened Book Haven, then settled in to do some studying while it was quiet.

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Thursday [11/8]

[montecito-east.livejournal.com]

Mary was wearing five layers of clothes and trying to ignore the fact that her desktop weather gadget was telling her that Las Vegas had a predicted high of 84 degrees today.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Curry Chicken Pot Pie
Cheesy Smashed Potatoes

Turtle & Canary; Thursday [ 11/08 ]

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle was there behind the counter of the store today. It was just a little difficult to see her behind all the paperwork. She had a lot to catch up on from the weekend, but that was fine. It suited her, and made for good cover.

Today's Squishy flavors: Red, Grape Judas, You Don't Want to Know.

Turtle & Canary is open.

The Perk: Afternoon

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

Mel had staked out a spot in the coffee shop where she could keep an eye on the door and still watch people going by outside. Anyone watching her might think she's actually deep in thought.

Which is kind of a scary concept. At least for her.

[open]

Wonders of the World, Thursday [11/08]

[joanna-stayton.livejournal.com]

Joanna was bored. Her latest shipment of romance novels hadn't arrived yet, so today she was flipping through a stack of fashion magazines, scoffing at pretty much every page.

Wonders was open for all of Fandom's mini golf and speedy little car desires.

[ooc: OCD on the way up!]

Luke's Diner, November 8 (Thursday)

[queen-of-zagreb.livejournal.com]

There was no specials board today.

There were, however, what appeared to be splintered bits of the old one, and splatters of ketchup around the conspicuously wig-free Help Wanted sign in the front window.

The new specials board was on its way through mail order.

The busboy was just feeling lucky that Yitzhak hadn't tried to make him go pick the thing up and carry it all the way back to Fandom on his shoulders. He had no idea how close a call it actually was, though.

As for Yitzhak, if you followed the traumatized noises, you might find him behind the counter, working over the ketchup-splattered wig with a histrionic fervor worthy of the operating room team on Hearts 'n' Scalpels.

Luke's is open. It's okay, that's not really blood.

Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Thursday

[the_merriest]

Rikku was eyeing the meditation room more than usual today. Which was kinda weird, because usually weapons were way more Zen for her than Zen stuff was, but ... maybe it'd help. With all the weirdness lately.

At any rate, the Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center was open.

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

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

After being up way too late the night before, Isabel sleepily opened Pixie Dust, all the while clutching her coffee cup like a lifeline.

( Cut for image )

Pixie Dust was open.

Bluth's Original Frozen Banana Stand, Thursday, 11/8

[george-m-bluth.livejournal.com]

George Michael didn't call his dad last night like he was going to. "I should have called my dad last night like I was going to do," he said to himself as he chopped walnuts. He didn't write him either. "I didn't write him either." How was his dad going to be proud of him if he didn't tell him what was--

Eddie suddenly flew in close and grabbed a walnut shell and flew off, scaring George Michael into sputtering and stepping back, looking for something to hold on to. Then he watched in amazement as Eddie dropped that shell like a bomb on top of another seagull's head, causing it to scitter sideways and fall over. 

George Michael blinked. Seagull war? He shook his fist at Eddie then dumped the walnut shells in the trash. "I'll not be part of it! Oh. Wait. What are you..." Eddie glared with red eyes it seemed (okay that's just George Michael's imagnination) and took a nose dive straight at George Michael who turned his back and hid behind the counter. "Aaaaaaaaa!"

( Menu Board )

Photo Hut, Thursday

[mr-hippie.livejournal.com]

Leo was sleeping, but he was wakeable. And yes, that was a recipe for Turducken on the counter.

Photo Hut is open.

Caritas [Thursday evening]

[canadianpopstar.livejournal.com]

"...God, does anyone come to work anymore?"

It seemed like whenever Robin came in these days, there was no one there but Tino (yes, she'd finally learned his name last week.) So fine, whatever, people had to drink and she had nothing better to do, so she was once again opening up the bar.

She just hoped that creepy guy -- or whoever the new guy was -- showed up and started freaking paying her.

Groovy Tunes, Thursday

[meetingsnoopy.livejournal.com]

Melody had managed to sleep through most of the day, and then she spent a critical hour or three giving herself a pedicure.

She hurried over to Groovy Tunes just as night was falling.

The record store was open.