The Arms Hotel Lobby, Wednesday [11/21]

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Hoshi was not content to stay at the front desk today. She kept wandering into the kitchen to pester Gunther for some of her favorite foods. Finally, Gunther brought out a tray of everything Hoshi was asking for and ordered the sous chef to block all access to the kitchen.

Welcome To The Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Miso Soup
Tempura Shrimp and Vegetables
Pork-filled Gyoza
Green Tea Ice Cream

Fandom Post Office, Wednesday (11/21)

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Feeling intensely stupid for the confusion and assumptions she had made after meeting an adult A.J. on Monday, and deeply worried about the fact that her roommate had been in the clinic for a frightenly long time, Beauty silently took up her place behind the counter and buried her nose in a book.

Photo Hut, Wednesday, 11/21

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Johnny was in a fairly decent mood when he came into work today. Things were working out with Savannah and recognizing the fact that he might, just might, be a harlot when he gets older, had him thinking about the way he treated girls now. But he was nice now, right? He was a good guy, seriously. He did wonder if there would be any awkwardness between he and Ronan when he saw him next. 

But hell, screw it, it was Fandom Weirdness, they all knew this. Besides, after being so ill, they could all use a little somethin' somethin'. Johnny got his, that was for sure. Felt bad for it too -- yesterday. Today he was smiling and ooh'ing and ahh'ing over the new Supercross mag that had just come in.

Photo Hut is open.

Luke's Diner; Wednesday [ 11/21 ]

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Behind the counter working on his sketchbook, A.J. was feeling a little reserved today and trying to not so much think about the past few days, or even what he was drawing, but to think about the next few days. Soon as he got out today, he was going to get ready to head back home for Thanksgiving. His parents might actually like to see him at this point, and just hanging out with everyone at Empire for a day or so would just be...good for him right now.

Although turning the specials board into a recreation of the Reason for the Season helped his mood a bit, too.

Luke's is open.

Magic Box, Wednesday [11/21]

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Andrew came in, unlocked the door, and promptly went behind the counter where he sat on the floor. He just sat there, kind of mopey, kind of angry looking, and a heck of a lot confused.

Life just wasn't coming up roses for him right now, but he had an obligation to open the store so he did. Still, that didn't mean he had to face the world, right?

Turtle & Canary; Wednesday [ 11/21 ]

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Today couldn't be long enough; as soon as she finished, she'd be heading back to pack up for the short flight back to Wisconsin. She had two tickets. Yup. Jeff was coming with her, first holiday with not only the family, but the whole of Sunset Towers, because someone (*cough*Grace Windsor Wexler*cough*) thought it would be a good idea to have a massive Sunset Towers Thanksgiving get-together. Ugh. Turtle was working on her best defense: a seating arrangement that would hopefully make things significantly less...brutal.

And she was putting Theo Theodorakis as far away from her as possible. Oh. Em. Gee. Married? Yeah, right! She's rather eat her own foot!

Today's Squishy flavors: Pre-Turkey, Pre-Gravy, Grape Judas.

Turtle & Canary is open.

Our Lady of Fandom, Wednesday all day

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He was starting to get back to his normal self after this plague business, Gabriel felt. Well, not quite his normal self, of course, but as normal as he could be in this place.

That was actually disturbing, that he would even consider thinking of his life here as something normal. He decided he needed another coffee.

[The church is open]

Bluth's Original Frozen Banana Stand, Wed. 11/21

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George Michael was leaning on the counter munching on his nuts as he stared out across the ocean. One would think he would get tired of nuts looking at them all day long. But, he was hungry and the  nuts were just there so he was eating them.

He did add a message to the menu board. It read:

Will be closed for Thanksgiving.

( Menu Board )

 

Trooper Station: Wednesday

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As it's been a quiet week, Dale has finished up all his paperwork and is currently relaxing by reviewing new forensic techniques and (of course) having a damn fine cup of coffee.

[open]

The Perk, Wednesday, Noon

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan smiled as he settled at a table in the Perk, mug of steaming licorice tea in hand. He sipped at it, relishing the play of flavours across his tongue, letting the natural sweetness excite his taste buds.

Good tea was to be savored, not drunk. Even if it technically wasn't actually tea, having no leaves of that plant.

[Open for all your Ronan-ly and/or Perk-ly needs!]

Devil's Nest, Wednesday 11/21

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Kabuto showed up on time to open up the bar, completely tuning out the whole "holiday" buzz. Whatever the holiday was, it wasn't something they celebrated in his world.

Not that he was really someone who celebrated much, anyway.

To satisfy a sudden bout of OCD, he was recategorizing and sorting the little drink umbrellas by color and pattern.

Caritas, Wednesday Night

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Faith wasn't expecting much of a crowd. It was almost Thanksgiving and normal people had families and homes and whatever to get back to.

Then again, this island wasn't in the shouting distance of 'normal.' And more importantly, last time she'd come into work, she'd taken someone home with her.

So Faith opened Caritas bright and early. Hoping nobody wanted Thanksgiving-themed liquor.