Cafe Luke's | Friday | January 20

[therewaslife]

Bod was actually enjoying the chillier weather. It made it feel a little more like home and he'd been missing that feeling lately. He came into work quietly, clearly caught up in his thoughts so the staff let him be after some quick greetings.

TODAY'S SPECIALS
Spicy Fried Wings
Chicken Tequila Sandwiches
Chili Con Carne

Cafe Luke's was open and ready to go!

Magic Box, Friday

[abitlowkey]

Ah, employment. Loki was halfway through a letter to Thor on the subject as he sat in the shop today.

Duties beyond simply being there had gone a bit beyond his comprehension, so hopefully no one would want to do something rash like special order supplies. Or, god-forbid, buy something from him.

Though, really, he could make Ikol deal with that. That bird would make an excellent cashier, after all.

[[Open and OCD free!]]

Stark Industries [all day]

[momslilassassin]

Ben had been almost positive that he'd refitted the water disposal valve on the cleaning droid he'd been tinkering with, but when he'd set it out to mop the floor, water had spewed everywhere.

So now Ben was grumbling under his breath and trying to wipe the shop dry.

His clothes were a lost cause.

Stark Industries was open! And soapy.

Trooper station- Friday

[also-audrey.livejournal.com]

Last week had been insane, and yet when Audrey went to send off her report about how things were going, she found she only had to change a few certain details and not mention that the entire town had been... different. Dealing with noise complaints and breaking up a fight at a baby pageant actually seemed reasonable when you phrased it a certain way.

With that done, Audrey set to catching up on paperwork, and updated the little note section on her desk calendar to:

IIII
days without people going crazy

Oh, yes, Fandom, she was keeping track.

'Dite's Decadent Delights, Friday afternoon

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Kenzi was pretty amused at the tea party Karla had set up last. So she was helping by dressing the mannequins in ever more ridiculous costumes. It looked like a tea party crossed with a Village People convention in a strip bar.

'Dite's was open.

Portalocity Office, Fandom Branch, Friday

[nohattrick.livejournal.com]

Trick looked around the lounge and sighed. He had seen a fair number of bachelor parties in his day as owner of the Dal and had pretty much assumed that there couldn't be much worse than the night before an elaborate double wedding featuring a pair of Dark Fae twins.

He'd never imagined an interdimensional bachelor party for the scion of the son of a...glitter baron? A three-headed, incredibly wealthy, very thirsty son of a glitter baron and his entire three-headed entourage.

Fortunately their layover had only been about twenty minutes long. Any longer and they probably would have destroyed the entire lounge, instead of just thoroughly trashing it. Pushing up his sleeves, Trick sighed and got to work.

He was going to need more complimentary booze.

Devil's Nest [Friday night]

[texted3times]

Eric arrived at the club fashionably late. He gave Tiny a nod, then gave a questioning glance to the DJ booth. "Wings?" he asked. "Really?"

Tiny shrugged apologetically.

The Devil's Nest was open, and filled with...well, some would call it music.

Eric just wasn't one of them.

[OOC: Living OCD free!]