Cafe Luke's | Friday | November 25

[therewaslife]

When Bod arrived at work, he arrived worried and unfocused. With the news from the radio, he was antsy about what might be happening in his own home world. He knew there was no way he could just pick up a phone and call to make sure so it was go there or just hope for the best. Right now, Bod was leaning towards going there and dealing with the unpredictability of Portalocity.

He wasn't sold on the decision but he was distracted enough at work that he looked like, with enough thought, he'd be sold by the end of his shift.

TODAY'S SPECIALS
Chicken and Black Bean Tostadas
Honey Mustard Chicken and Apples
Pot Roast Carbonnade

Cafe Luke's was open!

Magic Box, Friday, November 25

[life_inshadow]

Tara was used to having odd things to unpack at the Magic Box. Smelly herbs. Odd amphibian body parts. Books that had to be handled with gloved hands so they wouldn't fall apart.

Nothing, however, topped the crate that was waiting on the store counter when she got in Friday morning, dimly annoyed all of her clothes and the shop's walls had turned black overnight. She pried up the lid to find ... teddy bears. Lots and lots of teddy bears, dressed in miniature Justin Bieber t-shirts.

She noticed one had a red SQUEEZE ME button on a paw, and poked at it like a woman possessed.

Baby, baby, baby oh
Like baby, baby, baby no
Like baby, baby, baby oh
I thought you'd always be mine

Eventually -- not nearly soon enough for Tara's taste -- the song stopped and Tara dropped the bear back onto the pile of its brethren. She'd have to figure out what to do with them sooner or later, but right then she was going to step back from the Bieber bears and worry about something less terrifying, like vanishing universes.

[OOC: Open, of course. Bieber bears inspired by Amber Benson's Twitter feed.]

The Causeway, Friday Afternoon

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

When Billy came to, he found himself propped somewhat comfortably against a parked car, a long black leather duster draped over him like a blanket. There was a full duffel sitting next to him with an envelop poking out of the top.

Billy scowled, and pulled out the note inside.

( Dear Billy )

"Oh god dammit Tommy." he growled.

[And Billy is on the island for the duration. Open post is open!]

Caritas: Friday Night

[redheadbabyvamp.livejournal.com]

Jessica actually got to work on time for a change (well, she couldn't exactly use the sun being up as an excuse this time of year, and she hadn't gone off to the mainland for any shopping once she got up because (a) the causeway was being stupid, and (b) she'd probably get pissed and eat someone in the Black Friday crowds and get in trouble).

There was a message waiting on the bar's answering machine when she got in. She had no idea who this Lorne was, but she had a feeling he was talking about all the weirdness going on. "This just keeps gettin' better and better," she muttered to herself.

But for some reason, she felt compelled to make Sea Breezes half price that night.

The Park, Friday Evening, iCarly Broadcast!

[randomspanish.livejournal.com]

Since they'd ended up stuck on the island for the holiday, it had meant a few changes for the spectacular post-Thanksgiving iCarlystravaganza!

So in the park, with his trusty webcasting A/V cart of technical goodness, Freddie was standing, dressed in the turkey costume again. He'd just gotten the feed from Seattle up.

"You and Gibby ready for our big episode?" Freddie said to the smiling face of Carly Shay on his computer screen.

"Me and who?" Carly replied, her smile still on her face, but the rest of her expression growing a bit puzzled.

"Gibby Cornelius Gibson?" Freddie said, his own expression changing to one of worry. "You know, used to take off his shirt and dance a lot?"

"Okay, very funny," Carly said, shaking her head. "This is some sort of weird school joke, right?"

Freddie let out a teeny whimper. "I guess?" he said, in his head thinking that 'the show must go on'.

[ooc: OCD coming up! Open post and broadcast!]