Luke's Diner - Tuesday

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"What a glorious day, peasant cooks! Prepare something grand! For I am celebrating loooooove, ah-hah!"

The kitchen staff merely began their day with their normal duties. Although if any of them had to admit to it, they would each say they enjoyed Prince Edward's singing and actually looked forward to it every Tuesday.

Of course they did! He was brilliant!

If he would just choose a different song. True Love's Kiss was getting old, especially since he could only sing his part of it.

Twirling around, Prince Edward snapped his cape over his shoulder and jumped up on a table, arms akimbo as he sang loudly.

Every day should be filled with song! He would gladly tell anyone!

Today's Special
Meat Pies!
Fresh Baked Bread!
Cherry Cobbler!
Goat's Milk!

 

Luke's is open!

The Boards - Tuesday, 5/12 - CASTING

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Geoffrey had started the morning auspiciously by falling out of bed, banging his head against the closet door, jamming a nail on the door, swearing himself into making something fall on him, finally opening the door, getting his foot stuck in it, nearly twisting his knee by trying to move forward with his foot still in the door, and burning his hand with a splash of coffee as soon as he finally limped to the kitchen.

No surprise, perhaps, that the door was kicked open today? Or that the poster was mostly thrown out there.
CASTING FOR THE SCOTTISH PLAY
No experience necessary! Amateurs wanted! Cast and Crew Positions! Free food!
Was he pandering on that last one? Yes, yes he was.

Either way, grumbling and cursing and wondering when, exactly, it became not too early for Scotch, Geoffrey settled into his chair to wait and see who showed up.

[ocd up!][please note: tryouts for the next three weeks; also, they are SP if needed][also, here's the general gist on the plays][meta names here]

Book Haven, Tuesday

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One day, perhaps, Hinata would be less shy and actually stop avoiding things like Newbie picnics (after all, she’d done well enough at the ones she went to, even if she wasn’t the most talkative one there) and maybe feel comfortable going.

Maybe. As it was, though, she was glad to escape from the cabins (where there were people everywhere) and over to the book store for her shift. Yei purred and rubbed against her legs as she went about organizing the shop.

Book Haven is Open.

Convenient Garden Flower Shoppe, Tuesday

[intraspective]

Ino probably laughed too hard at radio but seriously didn’t care—it wasn’t like she’d been encouraging Francine to blow things up, though that might be fun too—and was in a ridiculous mood as she bounced into work.

Today, out of sheer exuberance, she was totally making a crown of Coreopsis flowers and humming as she worked.

Covent Garden Flowers

Eliza Doolittle, prop.
Fresh flowers from nosegays to bouquets!
Delivery available upon request.

Covent Garden Flowers is Open.

Cabot and Associates - Tuesday, 5/12

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Fiona made it to work a little ahead of time and got to it immediately, cleaning and straightening. She didn't touch the books as she wasn't sure how her boss wanted them organized but she made plans for a bit of an overhaul which she hoped to present to Miss Cabot. She took one of them, one of the more dry law texts, and settled behind her desk to read inbetween typing (which she was rather out of practice with) and answering the phone. She also made sure the sign was up and straight.

The Law Offices of Cabot and Associates
LEGAL SERVICES • LEGAL AID
The door was open.

MHA Lobby, Tuesday

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Sure, Loki had just done some work on Sunday but Tuesday was his day to open the apartments so he was out there. Or, well, he was sprawled in his favorite chairs, baseball hat on and iPod (the fucking technology of this decade was amazing) ear buds in and turned up as high as it would go. He didn't know who the fuck this person was or even if the music was good but he didn't care. He had the iPod, he had the music, he was going to damn well use it.

Sure, there was shit he could do around the building but why do that when he basically had an unpaid grounds guy in the form of that student who Ronon supervised every Saturday. Students needed to get detention more often.

Maybe he could give detentions. His first fucking class was tomorrow, in fact. He'd have to look into that.

[Open, of course!]

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Tuesday [5/12]

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Gunther was celebrating today. The chef had ditched his white hat and was break-dancing in the middle of the lobby.

From her seat at the front desk, Mary raised an eyebrow. "What's gotten into you?" she asked. Gunther explained that he had finally regained control over his specials board now that the last of the union employees had left town.

Mary just let him believe he was in control. And while he was busy dancing, she quietly took down Gunther's specials and put up her own. After all, it was her hotel.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Special
Weiner Schnitzel
Grilled Chicken with Spicy Ginger Vinaigrette

Now Hiring!

[See OOC note for hotel information.]

Android's Dungeon, Tuesday

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Adam opened up the store somewhat early, having handwavily stopped at the Perk on the way. He'd been craving a pastry, so sue him.

Adam set to the stacks, re-arranging the display of titles and making sure the newest issues were in the front. Having done that, he settled in behind the counter. His thoughts wandered to Kim and the others back home; he wondered how they were doing.

Android's Dungeon is open!

The Gig, Tuesday [5/12]

[justlike_a_girl]

It was about time that she got some work done. After feeding and grooming the horses, she turned them out into the paddock. In the meantime, she was going to sort through the office and try to get things in order. It was going to keep her busy for a while.

The Gig was open!

[The OCD left for an early lunch.]

Caritas - Tuesday Evening [Open]

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Marshall was extremely pleased that his first day of class ended without anybody dying or him getting a bad sunburn. He hoped he could keep the record going. Now he was at his other job, busy making margaritas because, well, because they were delicious.

[Some European lady promised me cake, booze and no Gambit mocking if I put this up early. So here you go]

Photo Hut, Tuesday

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Jack was busy bustling around the shop, taking pictures randomly to see what he could come up with on those digital cameras. Nifty!

[open!]

Turtle & Canary; Tuesday [ 05/12 ].

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Having only a workshop first thing in the morning, Turtle decided to use the rest of her day by going back into the store. There was still some hiring that could be done, so she wanted to be there for that, but she was also thinking she should get everything update and get some training stuff together for Hope and Maron, and, well, face it, there was always just work that needed to be done and she might as well get it done now, since she'll also be busy with her new position (OMFG YAY) with Cabot and Associates.

Behind the counter, surrounded by paperwork, Turtle took a moment and sighed. For the most part, it was a happy sigh. It was the beautiful start to a new semester. There was just a little part of her that wished pretty hard that it wasn't a whole new beginning all around for her, too. Work could only distract so much, and she was thinking she should call Jeff. Not even just to see how things were going with the franchise. Just to see how things were going with him... He would have been really proud about the new job...

Now Hiring!
Many Some shifts available! Great benefits!
Employee discount! Free Squishies!
Inquire Within!

Today's Squishy Flavors: Grape Judas, White, and Blue.

Turtle & Canary is open!

The Lighthouse, Tuesday

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He planned to go check in with his horse later, but first Tully thought he could get a bit of work done.

Due to his broken ankle of course that work consisted of making calls and ordering things. The historical society on the mainland was coming around to the idea of donating a few items for a museum here on the island.


At the end of the drive, a sign hung:

HELP WANTED
SKILLED AND UNSKILLED LABOR
GOOD PAY AND WILL FEED
APPLY IN PERSON OR CALL 555-SAIL.

Open!]

Atlas Gym, Tuesday Afternoon

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Deadpool was working out.

No, really. There were weights and that treadmill thing--he managed to fight off the urge to reenact OK Go music videos through sheer will power--and even a punching bag!

...look, there had been some coffee and a lot of sugar involved and now he was trying to burn off energy. And desperately hoping for a pick up match. With fighty. Not basketball.

Though you could always toss a basketball at someone's head...

No, no. That wouldn't be fair at all. He'd toss it at their groin.

[[Open gym is open!]]

Chilly Boulder, Tuesday Evening

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As it had been for him, bringing his 'little sister' to get ice cream was a must in making certain she felt at ease here.

And perhaps he wanted a bit of ice cream for himself, after all.

Really, she should just be glad he wasn't cruel and would never attempt to feed her raw fish.

"I find, the chocolate ones can be a bit much."

[[For the gal modded with permission!]]