Cafe Luke's | Friday | January 13

[therewaslife]

Bod was pleased to no longer be singing every single word even if it hadn't been that bad for him. He still didn't think his singing voice was good and preferred to do his talking in the normal way. The wait staff agreed once they and Bod got to talking about it. So, there was no singing going on, just quiet conversation while Bod got to work getting things ready to open.

TODAY'S SPECIALS
Green Eggs and Ham
Beef Chili
Fried Fish with Smashed Chips

Cafe Luke's was open!

Goodvalor's Little Bivoli, Friday

[godgavemecable.livejournal.com]

Toby had considered taking some time off work, considering he'd recently found himself coming in to a rather large sum of money. But then... it wasn't exactly enough to live off of, and besides, even though he'd paid off his debt by now, he still felt he kinda owed Zayne for giving him a job in the first place, so he didn't wanna let him down by not showing up.

Surprisingly enough, the special as chosen by the droids today was something Toby could even pronounce. He was gonna take that as a good sign.

TODAY'S SPECIAL:
SHILI CHEESE DOG

Trooper Station- Friday

[also-audrey.livejournal.com]

There were times Audrey wondered why the weird things in Fandom tended to skip her. She'd been here on Wednesday when the troopers and Ralph had been putting on song and dance numbers like they'd been choreographed, which was entertaining... once. Don't get her wrong, she hadn't been wanting to belt tunes about foster homes or law enforcement at all, and especially nowhere that anyone could hear, but it still made her curious.

Though apparently being immune to singing didn't make her immune to being earwormed still two days later, which would be why she would sometimes stop what she was doing and sigh when she caught herself humming.

Stark Industries [Friday, January 13, 2011]

[momslilassassin]

Ben was poking at mechanics at the shop today--it wasn't that he wanted to impress his cousin, but...

...okay, he wanted to impress Anakin.

Besides, it was soothing to work on something that had parts that could all slot neatly into place if you knew what you were doing. In his experience, politics at home never worked out that cleanly.

The shop was open as long as Ben wasn't in class!

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Friday

[montecito-east.livejournal.com]

Mary was feeling a little homesick today. There was a Weekend of Weddings event in Las Vegas today, culminating with the mass wedding of 100 couples. Granted, most of them were doing it for the publicity and the sponsors were all divorce lawyers, but Mary was still sad to miss it. That was her excuse for leafing through bridal magazines at the front desk.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel
Today's Specials
Fettuccine Alfredo
Angel Food Cake

'Dite's Decadent Delights, Friday afternoon

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Kenzi had nearly forgotten she had to work today, but she was there. Checking out the romance novels for ones to give her less-knowledgeable friends, instead of actual porn.

Okay, it was totally porn. She was also on IM.

PerkiGoth Pirates or ninjas? Discuss!


[open and ocd-free]

Turtle and Canary -- Friday

[feedsonchaos.livejournal.com]

Hope was in a productive mood, for a definition of productive that meant "I'm going to clean and tidy every single thing in the blasted place."

At least, she was until she dropped something and made a mess, and then she was just cleaning it up.

Today's Squishy flavors: Productivity Pink, Bubble Gum, Banana.

Outback Steakhouse; Friday Evening [ 01/13 ].

[geewhizfellas.livejournal.com]

This was an event that was long overdue, and what better opportunity for the evil supervillian megamind Professor Chaos to make his mark on the quiet little island of Fandom than on a day none other than Friday the Thirteenth! Butters had finally gotten out his tinfoil costume, his sweeping green cape, and stalked around the village, bent on causing chaos and destruction in his wake!

His first stop was Outback Steakhouse, sure to be busy on the evening at the beginning of a weekend. Professor Chaos cackled with glee at the entrance, as the unsuspecting diners chattered on, clattering their forks and spoons on their plates, oblivious to the disorder that was about to befall them.

"Order twenty-three is up," a voice called from the kitchen, "and order twenty-four is up!" The bell on the counter rang twice, to alert the servers to do their job, and to alert Professor Chaos that his opportunity had finally arrived. Deftly, he rushed forward, before anyone could notice, he switched the position of the plates. With a satisfied chuckle, he ducked out of the way as soon as the waitress went to retrieve them and deliver them to the unuspecting victims of this terrible evil that had crept into their lives.

"Uh, waitress, a-a-actually, I ordered the Bloomin' Onion. This looks like the artichoke dip."

"Yeah, I had the artichoke dip over here."

As the waitress switched the orders back, Butters couldn't help laughing at his cleverness, and all heads turned toward the strange boy in the costume. It wasn't as if such a thing was uncommon in Fandom, but it called for at least a glance.

"I am Professor Chaos!" Butters announced, maniacal glint in his eyes underneath his tinfoil helmet. "And now, this puny world will bow down to me!"

With one more cackle, he fled the restaurant, off to cause more chaos and disorder! The diners seemed to collectively blink, and then methodically returned to their steaks and conversation, while Professor Chaos disappeared into the night!


[[ Establishy! Guess what episode of South Park is on and reminded me on how I've been meaning to do this forever? And NFB, if you please! Not to save Butters' identity or anything like that, but because he will be so disappointed that his epic evil isn't in the news ]]

The Devil's Nest [evening]

[texted3times]

Jessica's departure had been mitigated slightly by the pleasure he'd gotten by harrassing the poor employees at Ikea for not making a bed that had been, ahem, Viking-proof.

He'd arrived at the club fashionably late, dressed in slacks and the blue sweater Jaina had gotten him for Christmas, and settled into his spot behind the velvet ropes.

There was a tasteful "help wanted" sign beside Tiny at the bar.

[OOC: Living OCD free tonight!]