Stark Industries, Wednesday

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This was not William's first Halloween in Fandom, but the differences between what he was used to and what happened in Fandom were still enough to throw him off balance every once and a while.

Take, for example, the pumpkins. The appearance of random gourds wasn't all that unusual, he supposed, but these had faces carved in them. Faces that really didn't resemble the traditional meant-to-ward-off-evil spirits type at all.

In any case, Stark Industries was open. Mind you don't knock over a jack o'lantern, though.

Arms Hotel, Wednesday, 10/26

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Quinn was grumpy when she got to work today. She'd tried to check in with Jacob ben Israel's blog to see what was going on with Lima -- okay, so occasionally she was a masochist -- and apparently it had been taken down, and Brittany didn't remember Jacob so there went a wasted phone call. (It was Brittany. Sometimes she forgot the existence of shoes, so losing track of a classmate or two should be expected.)

Quinn set her concern aside as she got to work. It was nice to have lobby Halloween decorations to concentrate on, even if it did remind her that she needed to talk to Claudia about the door-decorating contest. She set to work arranging gourds artistically along the check-in desk.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials: Beer-Braised Hot Dogs with Sauerkraut
Bacon Cheese Fries

[OOC: Open hotel, no OCD!]

Cafe Luke's, Wednesday

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Lion-o hadn't gotten very far into the walk-in cooler when he spotted some really strange stuff. He returned to the kitchen with something spiny. At first, he was certain that it was inedible, but one of the kitchen staff immediately cut it open and started working with it.

Once he saw the insides, Lion-o wished he had left the sea urchin behind. He liked experimenting with new food, but this seemed to be taking it just a bit too far.

Today's Specials
Sea Urchin Ceviche
Lemon Dijon-Sauced Broccoflower
Curried Sweet Potato-Apple Soup

Caritas | Wednesday

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For what felt like the first time in a long time, Nathan was getting the opportunity to just sit his ass behind the bar and drink. For the past few weeks, things just seemed to be happening and he'd just been letting Tino handle it but now, he could gorge on free booze and annoy Tino.

It was shaping up to be a decent night. He'd already nailed Tino in the temple with a cherry and now he was trying to drop toothpicks down his pants. It took very little to entertain dear Nathan.