Book Haven, Tuesday

[shyest-eyes.livejournal.com]

There were several disadvantages to working in a bookstore after a weekend to mull over a conversation about guys and how to get their attention (well, in her case, one specific guy) and the main one was the fact that there was absolutely no way she could pretend ignorance to the fact that they had self-help dating books of all kind.

Hinata was doing her utter best to pretend they didn't exist while Yei prowled around the store.

She was not thinking about how easy it would be to drift down the aisle and poke through some of the books. Absolutely not. She was going to read her fantasy novel as the counter.

It was going to be a long day.

Book Haven is Open.

Covent Garden Flowers, Tuesday

[intraspective]

Today, Ino was on the phone a fair bit. Hush. Teenage girl, phone, some things were stereotyped for a reason, okay? Besides she was, like, totally available to help customers anyway.

"Yes, Sakura," Ino said, deadpan. "I'm totally taking drugs. Melting my mind. Hallucinating. The whole works. Absolutely."

She rolled her eyes, utterly amused, while Sakura responded to that.

"Oh come on," she protested, "don't you think that if I were going to lie 'bout killer anything that I'd come up with something better than killer vegetables?"

She huffed a laugh. "Geeeeez, what's wrong with you, no humour, it was fun—"

Covent Garden Flowers

Vida Boheme, prop.
Fresh flowers from nosegays to bouquets!
Delivery available upon request.

Covent Garden Flowers is Open.

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Tuesday [11/17]

[montecito-east.livejournal.com]

Mary thought the new night audit guy was working out just fine. But when she got to the lobby just a little early for the start of the day shift, she got an earful. The night audit guy was on his cellphone, ranting about how he hated women, especially is boss. Mary stood behind him and waited until he got off the phone. It was worth it to see the freaked out look on his face when he turned and saw her there.

"You know, if you have a problem with women, it's not going to make your job any easier," she said casually as she took a seat at the front desk. Mary could have fired him for his attitude, but she figured that it wasn't worth fueling his hatred. Besides, she wanted to see how he dealt the next time the island turned men into women.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Special
Pumpkin-Maple Bread Pudding

[Open! No OCD]

Cafe Fina, Tuesday [11/17]

[lordofthecats.livejournal.com]

Between customers, Lion-o was using a quiet corner of Café Fina to practice some of the footwork exercises from Fencing Club. Nothing was attacking today, but he wanted to be prepared for the next time.

Today's Special
Cranberry Swirl Coffee Cake

Café Fina was open!

[And OCD-free. SP until late this evening.]

Android's Dungeon, Tuesday

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim was a bit distracted to day as he moved back issues to the boxes and performed his various duties. It might have something to do with the fact that he looked like he'd been in a fight.

Welcome to the Android's Dungeon.

Coyote Medicine, Tuesday 11/17

[loyal-type.livejournal.com]

Oz's mother had moved to Alaska. And it was there that she wanted him to come visit for Thanksgiving. He'd much rather go visit during the summer, but he could handle the weather up there now for a week or so.

All this of course had him researching the Native Cultures of that area. Hence the sale on Inuit Yupik and Aleut crafts.

Coyote Medicine is open.

Atlas Gym - Tuesday

[guardianborn.livejournal.com]

To the inexperienced, it may look like Rose was sleeping on the mats. Dozing, resting her eyes.

The inexperienced would be wrong. This was a very highly skilled meditation technique that she was trying out.

Called napping.

[Flying OCD-free like a crazy person]

Turtle + Canary, Tuesday, 11/17

[living_endless]

Didi meant to spend her shift today sorting through and organizing the jewelry department to fit in new gift sets.

If this eventually turned into trying on so many necklaces at once that she looked like Madonna in 1985 ... well, they only complimented her ankh.

T+C was open and shiny!

Squishy Flavors: Gold (lemon), Silver (oatmeal), Red (red).

[OOC: OCD is still trapped in meetings.]

The Imperial Brim [November 16, Monday]

[irulan-atreides.livejournal.com]

"I think the Brim needs to conform to the Earth holidays," Irulan said to no one in particular. She knew a major Earth holiday was coming up and it would not do for the Imperial Brim to be left behind the times.

She fired up the Infernal Machine and proceeded to look for Christmas design ideas she could incorporate in the shop.

(The Imperial Brim is open! Apologies for very late post!)

Dite's Decadent Delights, Tuesday Afternoon

[trigons_child]

Raven didn't suspect there would be any sort of produce-based danger awaiting at work today, but all the same, she carefully checked the back room for any wayward vegetables. Finding nothing amiss, she settled in behind the counter to do some reading.

OK, and to stare at one of the newest items [NSFW!] in the shop and wonder what it was supposed to be. Or do.

Someone was far, far too sheltered.

The Gig, Tuesday [11/17]

[awesomebigsis.livejournal.com]

Ellie arrived, took care of the horses, then let them out into the paddock for exercise. She then gave them their usual snacks, carrots included this week. They didn't seem to be in attack mode this time. Ellie was very appreciative of that, as were the horses.

The Gig was open.

The Boards - Rehearsal - Tuesday, 11/17

[suit-of-sables.livejournal.com]

Geoffrey was all ready. He had his notes, he had... more than the expected amount of food in his fridge. He had any number of muffins assembled on the table. He had his ideas for the production.

And he realized he only had how many weeks left?







Geoffrey went for a muffin.

[ocd up!]

Pixie Dust, Tuesday

[formermayqueen.livejournal.com]

Halloween was over, Thanksgiving was drawing near, which meant only one thing. Cordelia was working on her list for Christmas. Or rather, lists. There were three columns on the screen, labeled 'Must Have', 'Would Like', 'Don't EVER Buy Me This'. So far, the last column was twice the size of the other two combined.

The shop was giving her lots of great ideas for the first two columns though.

Groovy Tunes, Tuesday

[furnaceface]

For whatever reason, when Jono got to work today, there were stacks upon stacks of CDs waiting for him. Apparently, they'd gotten a shipment in this morning.

The problem was, they were all the same CD. There had been a mixup, and the Groovy Tunes had somehow wound up with fifty copies of Rob Thomas' Something To Be album.

With something resembling a sigh, Jono stuck a sign in the window, proclaiming all copies of that particular album to be half-off, while supplies last, and then he put the CD into the player and let it play.

What was A Someone Broken, anyhow?

[I shun the OCD. Shunnnnn!]

Photo Hut, Tuesday

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack had nearly slept through the entire shift at the Photo Hut; he arrived in a hurry after lunch, running the whole way.

He put up a hasty sign in the window:
Photo Hut is open!

Caritas [Tuesday]

[canadianpopstar.livejournal.com]

Robin was not really tending bar today.

She hadn't had anything to eat since breakfast, and unfortunately, that was coming back to bite her in the ass. Specifically in how she was now sprawled over one corner of the bar, asleep.

This was why people needed to feed her. Sigh.

Chilly Boulder, Tuesday Early Evening

[gods-gymnast.livejournal.com]

Maron was torn.

She wasn't sure if she ought to look sympathetic or cheery and so was somewhere in between as she waited for Tara just outside Chilly Boulder. (Maron didn't want to have the workers annoyed with her if she had to wait a little bit.)

Idly rocking back and forth on her feet (which were in super cute heeled boots) Maron waited and hoped that she had the appropriate expression at hand for whatever Tara was feeling after talking to Master Skywalker.

Master Skywalker was scary, really, and she would totally not blame Tara if she was upset even if the conversation had gone well.

[Maron is waiting for Tara, as per the narrative, but post is totally open for all your other ice creamery or Maron~y needs.]