The Devil's Nest, Tuesday Evening

[icecoldfrost]

Since it was Emma's last shift, the DJ was being nice and playing actual dance-club music, instead of polka or anything cruel, and Tiny had whipped up virgin margaritas.

The Devil's Nest was open, and Emma was planning on enjoying her last shift as Queen Bee.

Groovy Tunes, Tuesday

[notyourpawn.livejournal.com]

This would probably be her last shift here, at this store; if not forever, then at least for now. The child was nearing its arrival, for good or for ill, and Leto knew of her condition, and pieces were falling together. She couldn't see the shape of the puzzle yet. Perhaps she didn't want to.

Meanwhile, the very missed and much-loved father of her child-to-be wished to hear some music, and the Queen of Wonderland was eager to comply. She'd managed to re-create one of her music mixes, the one she'd put together for Antarctica. He was from the desert, but perhaps he'd appreciate the songs nonetheless.

(Leto modded with permission. open, ocd-free.)

The Arms Hotel Lobby, [8/23]

[montecito-east.livejournal.com]

It was a fairly hectic day for Mary. There was a rather annoying guest staying on the second floor who managed to lock himself out of his room while only wearing a towel. At the front desk, Mary gave him a bathrobe and a new key. The guest returned 30 minutes later, still wearing the towel but missing the bathrobe and room key. "Dude, this is not Caesar's Palace. I'm not going to give you tickets to a Cher concert if you get locked out again," Mary warned him as she issued another room key.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel
Today's Specials
BLT Pasta Salad
Creamed Corn Cornbread
Bourbon Peach Cobbler

[Open! The OCD is all shook up.]