The Arms Hotel Lobby, Wednesday [1/2]

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When Hoshi arrived for work, she found a very agitated Gunther pacing in the lobby, looking like he hadn't slept all night. He tried to explain in German what had him so upset, but she couldn't figure out why he needed to get revenge on a dog or what berets had to do with it. She was able to ascertain that Gunther had a good number of steaks ready to be cooked, so Hoshi made Gunther stay at the front desk while she gave orders in the kitchen.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Filet Mignon
Loaded Baked Potatoes
Seasoned Vegetables

Fandom Post Office, Wednesday (01/02)

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Ringing in the new year had been a quiet exercise for Beauty, who'd suddenly backed out from going to the party at the last minute (a case of unexpected nerves). Now, as she set herself up behind the counter at the post office with her writing supplies and the beginning of a letter home, she was feeling pensive, thinking about all the strange things that had happened to her in the past year, and wondering what the new one would be bringing.

She wasn't one for making resolutions, but she did promise herself to approach the coming year with an open mind and a sense of adventure.

Magic Box, Wednesday [ 01/02 ]

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Andrew came in on time and set up for his shift. That is, if setting up included unlocking the door and then retreating behind the counter to watch yet another depressing movie on his laptop while drinking Capri Sun and working his way through an economy sized bag of Dove chocolate.

Andrew was speaking along with the two characters on screen. "Do you love making love to me?"

"Yes."

"More than peanut butter?"

"Yes, much more."

The Magic Box is open.

Turtle & Canary; Wednesday [ 01/02 ]

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Before opening the shop, Turtle had given Apu, Liz, and the SquishyBot a very long winded inspiration speech about success in the new year. And then she sent Apu out to clean up the back stock room because he'd fallen sleep. The other two probably would have done the same, except they were robots. But, finally, she finished up, cleaned up a bit, and then settled down, bouncily, behind the counter for what felt like a promisingly successful startto the new year.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Grape Judas, Chunky Monkey, Caramel

Turtle & Canary is open!

Luke's Diner; Wednesday [ 01/02 ]

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A.J. was still a little out of it over his New Years, uh, experiences, so he was...well, actually, he wasn't any more out of it at work than he was sometimes wont to be, anyway, so it was probably pretty much just another average day at Luke's. Awesome.

( Today's Special )

Luke's is open!

Wellspring Arms: Wednesday

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Ed was vaguely surprised to find no owner in sight when he made his way into the Arms for his first real day of work.  He glanced at the door up to the apartment, wondering if he was brooding hiding studying up there, but it wasn't like he needed Cable anyway.  So he pulled the far too many books he'd brought out of his backpack and began eyeing  the weapons present to figure out how best not to sell them. 

Wellspring Arms was, as far as it could be, open.

Ed, on the other hand, was reading.

Bluth's Original Frozen Banana Stand, Wed. 1/2

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George Michael Bluth was behind the counter in his crisp yellow button down along with his crisp blue apron.

Yes, folks, he was ready to take your order.

( Menu Board )

Our Lady of Fandom, Wednesday all day

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Gabriel contemplated going out to buy donuts. He had coffee, and something was lacking. It might just be that the Bible commentary that he had found wasn't amusing enough though. The Cat lay on the altar, eyes half closed, watching the ex-archangel.

[The church is open]

Caritas, Wednesday Night

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She was forgetting something. She had clean laundry - well, some, anyway. She was back in town. Still had Christmas gifts to wrap - yeah, yeah, late, but she knew she forgot that. Faith tried to shake off her leftover New Year's hangover and --

Wednesday?

There was a blur of cursing, grumpy slayer beating a path to Caritas.

Stupid New Year's messing up her days like that. How the hell was it Wednesday, anyway?

Tino glared at her, but Faith just hoped Jolee wasn't going to bitch.