'Dite's Decadent Delights, Saturday afternoon

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There was, once again, Olympic hockey on the television. It was men's this time, which meant Aphrodite was watching a little more closely than she had been previously. If she had occasionally faded off into a daydream about what one of the players looked like without his uniform, well -- it was Aphrodite.

More than one athlete had ended up in her temple service. Occasionally, they still did. Handsome athletes didn't always grow old and disappear; they just wore golden shorts.

'Dite's Decadent Delights is open.

(ooc: open!)

Cabot & Associates, Saturday

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Roy was hard at work at Cabot & Associates, for a certain value of 'hard at work' that involved Wikipedia. It was Spring Break already, sort of. He couldn't be blamed too much.

Groovy Tunes, Saturday [2/20]

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Hurley was groovin' at Groovy Tunes, to the music of Queen.

He was soooo glad he had Spring Break coming up. Even if it was all fancy and going somewhere new. He'd deal with that. Besides, he was almost graduated. Had to take advantage of what time he still had with his friends.

Groovy Tunes was open.

[ooc: and so is the OCD free post!]

Atlas Gym - Saturday

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Fred was back at work this week, though he was spending a lot of his time just exercising himself. He was a little angry. Overexercise helped him ignore the world. But he'd stop to do his work if anyone needed a trainer.

[ooc: Late post is lame, OCD free, and v. open for interaction.]

Arms Hotel Lobby, Saturday [2/20]

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Ellie arrived at the hotel and was greeted right away by a grumpy Gunther. He wasn't very happy with her comment about him in the newspaper article.

"It could have been any chef with a butcher knife," she said, shrugging.

It was going to be an interesting day.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Special
Creamy Baked Fettuccine with Asiago and Thyme


[ooc: ocd free; posted late because I totally got distracted by the Olympics. *facepalm*]

Caritas - Saturday evening [Open]

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Kyle walked into the bar and gave Tino a quick nod. "Yep, you're stuck with me tonight," he said. Tino sighed and stopped dancing.

Apparently he had been doing that since yesterday. What could he say? Tino loved to dance.

[OOC: This would have been up earlier but I apparently decided to nap instead. I'm awake now, though!]