Pixie Dust, Wednesday

[notclueful]

Cher was hard at work. On a Christmas list. See, she'd tried shopping the day after Thanksgiving but the crowds were all apparently homicidal and everything she'd bought really had 'Cher' written all over it anyway. Maybe a list would make things easier. Especially if she could find the stuff here.

Pixie Dust was open.

Trooper Station: Wednesday

[pieandcoffee.livejournal.com]

It's a beautiful day in Fandom. Well... At least as far as Dale is concerned it is. The weather may be brisk but that doesn't stop Dale from surprising the troopers with tons of donuts from J'GOB and hot coffee from The Perk.

Actually it isn't a surprise at all. Dale has been bringing them donuts every damn day and quite frankly they're getting sick of them. Particularly Ralph who would just ONCE like to have a croissant.

But since Dale is the one providing them free food? They can just suck it up.

[open]

Magic Box, Wednesday [ 11/28]

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

There had been a moment this morning when Andrew had decided not to come to work. Then he changed his mind. Half way from the dorms, he had turned around, deciding to spend the day in bed after all, but then he got back to the dorms and realized he would have a better chance avoiding people at work.

So here he was, at work, generally miserable, going through large and ancient books researching the big nasty demons he had promised Mr. Giles he would leave alone.

There was no harm in just reading up on them, though. Right?

The Magic Box is open for all your dark and dastardly needs.

Bluth's Original Frozen Banana Stand, Wed. 11/28

[george-m-bluth.livejournal.com]

George Michael was on his cell phone behind the counter and his face was nearly white. "I... no... no... I can't just... no... no...yes," he rubbed his brow. "But... no... I mean I thought... okay, fine...yes... I'll come." Pause as he listened to Maeby rattle on on the other end of the line. "I said I'll be there! Monday. Okay. How long is this going to... that long? But... fine bye." She hung up on him and he began to stir the chocolate, his mind far far away.

( Menu Board )

Fandom Post Office, Wednesday (11/28)

[comelyhonour.livejournal.com]

Since she had no way of going home for the holiday -- and since her family didn't celebrate this one anyway -- Beauty had spent the long weekend quietly and handwavily in her room or with Greatheart. She felt like she had quite a few things to think about.

Now she greeted Gladys and coaxed Not Tiddles out for some pettings, and then settled in behind the counter with a book, unless of course someone stopped in for postal assistance.

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Wednesday [11/28]

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

For reasons Hoshi could not understand, Gunther was running around singing a song in German about a tree. There were a number of green pine trees around the lobby, decorated with lights, ornaments, and Gunther was in the process of stringing up garlands of popcorn to decorate them. He asked Hoshi if she'd like to help "trim" the tree, but Hoshi didn't understand how she could cut off branches without a chain saw or something like that.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Leftover Turkey
Cranberry Sauce that didn't come from a can
Popcorn

The Photo Hut, Wed. 11/28

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Johnny came to work and saw the card and brownies from Leo. After a minute of taking his time to eat a few, he looked around the shop and asked himself, "So... like am I still working here? What? Am I unemployed? Maaaan!"

The Photo Hut was open. For now at least.

He'd look for another job later. Like tomorrow, or next week, or just freaking later. 

Turtle & Canary; Wednesday [ 11/28 ]

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Nothing interesting ever happens on Wednesday," Turtle grumped, slightly, as she slouched on the counter and waited for customers. She was completely unaware, clearly, of the Epic Battle happening is Aisle Seven between Liz and the Chew Toy from Heck.

The mundane "Help Wanted" sign was still in the window.

Today's Squishy flavors: Mocha, Caramel, Grape Judas

Turtle & Canary is open.

Our Lady of Fandom, Wednesday all day

[no-archangel.livejournal.com]

This was one of those days when Gabriel really missed his usual self. He would even consider ripping someone's heart out. Perhaps he had just had too many donuts the day before.

[The church is open]

Luke's Diner; Wednesday [ 11/28 ]

[by137.livejournal.com]

A.J. really hadn't been doing much in the past few days. He saw no point in changing that now, idly working behind the counter between sketches. But at least he was doing something, right? And he did have a lot of fun with the board today; there was something...Zen in knowing the impermanence of artwork like that, you know. Or something.

( Today's Special )

Luke's is open.

Mauvaise Chance Office/Lobby, Wednesday [11/28]

[needsaparrot]

It's possible Xander was doing research behind the counter. It's possible he was waiting for the latest episode of Supers to download and killing time by playing Boomshine despite the fact that he knew staring at that thing for more than an hour was like inviting a cluster-headache in for coffee and doughnuts. Because he was dumb that way.

At least he made sure the signs were up and the lobby doors were unlocked before he started trying to make himself go completely blind? Not dirty.

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[OOC: Open like an open thing!]

The Perk, Wednesday Afternoon

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

The Perk's staff's fear of Sarah Kerrigan had settled down to a mild, animal-like wariness once they'd realised she wasn't going to kill them for looking at her funny, speaking above a certain volume, or wandering near the pastry display.

She was just going to do it if they gave her any trouble about her coffee.

This may have been why the berth they usually took around her was slightly smaller this afternoon. She lingered at her regular table, sipping coffee and enjoying the day. A little.

[ oooopen ]

Devil's Nest, Wednesday Night 11/28

[sound-loyalty.livejournal.com]

Kabuto was, naturally, behind the bar with a book. He'd abandoned it long enough to make sure the place was well and thoroughly clean, but that was about it. The book was far, far more interesting than work, anyway.

Caritas, Wednesday Night

[neverfaithful.livejournal.com]

Faith was not in the most talkative of moods as she got in to work Wednesday night. Too much to think about. But she was here, and there was liquor, and that was what was important, right?

Caritas was open.