Trooper Station, Tuesday

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First day on the new job, and things were going fabulously.

If one's definition of "fabulously" included a petulant Trooper sulking at his desk as Jake went through the stacks of paperwork that he'd inherited along with the sheriff position.

"Oh, man up and quit sooking around," Jake finally snapped at Ralph. "I'm a great boss, just ask Tino." Not that he was technically Tino's boss, but he bossed him around, so that counted, right?

[ooc: AFK till about noonish MT, but around after then!]

Turtle & Canary; Tuesday [ 01/24 ].

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Samus was starting to get...well, she didn't want to say settled, because that was definitely not the word, but perhaps a little more acclimated to her new surroundings a little more. Her mission was still obnoxiously unclear, but she'd been able to piece together that part of it was taking care of this shop, filled with all of these fascinating things that she was in the process of figuring out.

None of them so fascinating, however, as the paperwork (or sometimes lack thereof) left by the last owner of the shop. It was really putting her identification visor to the test trying to figure out what some of those stains and marks on the sheets of paper might have been. In fact, it was kind of turning into a little bit of a game, though the most popular answer was a highly potent wine called sake, a large bottle of which Samus had decided would be coming home with her tonight.

She rested at the counter, rifling through the papers and trying not to be charmed by the little turtle stationed beside her. Apu had put a big HELP WANTED sign in the window, though Samus wasn't sure that was necessarily true.

Today's Squishy flavors: Plum Wine, Plum Blossoms, Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

The Perk, Tuesday Afternoon

[dollpocalypse]

So, funny thing about poking at a strobe light without being especially careful about it? It tended to go badly. And... make a bit of a mess of things.

Which meant that Topher's side of the room was... currently a bit of a disaster zone. So rather than taking care of it like a normal person, he'd decided to just bring his laptop and hang out at The Perk instead. Maybe by the time he went back to his room, Dave would have cleaned it up or something?

...okay, maybe not. But he could hope!

[[ooooopen!]]

Cafe Luke's, Tuesday

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Another day, another shift for Hayley. After confessing her love of Elvis last week, the staff had figured out a set of specials to fit into a theme.

Hayley laughed and smiled when she saw the specials board, but when she actually saw the sandwich that was the special, she felt slightly ill. No way Elvis coulda ever eaten one of those, she thought. That had to be an urban legend.

TODAY'S SPECIALS
Fool's Gold Loaf
Jailhouse Rock Lobster with Garlic Butter
(You're the) Deviled Eggs in Disguise

Luke's was open.

The Boards, Tuesday

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There was a new sign up at the Boards today, with smaller versions put up around town before Troy started his shift:

SPECIAL AUDITION

Looking for adults males
to audition for Petey Sci-Fi!

Special audition this Thursday,
January 26th, 2012!

He and Jono had talked about crosscasting the show, but, really, it's just not Petey Sci-Fi without men in lingerie.

... Troy had elected not to put that on the sign, though; he'd worried it might scare away some of their potential auditioners.

[open and ocd-free! I appear to be having some connection glitches, so while I will be around all day, I may nonetheless end up on SP. Whether I want to or not.]

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Tuesday

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Mary was exhausted. Someone (most likely Gunther) had been prank-calling her room all night. She could have taken her phone off the hook to get some sleep, but she was afraid of missing any legitimate phone calls. She was paying for that decision today. There was a pretty good chance that someone might catch her asleep at the front desk.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel
Today's Specials
Chicken Piccata
Apple Pie

[Open! The OCD is taking a nap.]

Caritas- Tuesday

[throughaphase]

Kitty had never seen herself as much of a social director, but considering she'd started a list weeks ago of activities to get the adults out and socializing and after today's talk with Topher she was jotting down possible ideas for future game nights on the back of the aforementioned list, maybe she was going through a social director phase.

No pun intended.

So anyone who stopped in would get her attention, but they might have to wait for her to finish writing something out before they'd get their drink.