Stark Industries, Tuesday, June 26

[ultron_junior]

Victor checked the shop over suspiciously before he was certain no condiments (or anything else) were dripping from the ceiling this week.

Once that was done, he settled at a workbench to start playing with a broken MP3 player. Whoever had brought it in had the worst taste in music ever; Victor was kindly going to add a few thousand better songs while he was fixing it.

[OOC: Open repair shop.]

guilty as charged, tuesday afternoon

[necroslacker]

Sam was behind the counter, flipping through a magazine and rolling a skateboard wheel back and forth across the surface. He wasn't doing much of anything productive today, as you can see.

Hey, he'd get to everything later.

Caritas- Tuesday

[throughaphase]

Tino was doing a lot of texting tonight. Whenever he'd get one, he'd come closer by Kitty, make some very obvious reaction noise, and look at her like he was wanting her to ask about it. She'd asked once. When it continued after that, she'd finally pulled out her laptop and pretended to be too busy to pay attention.

Don't mind the bartender dressed like something out of Coyote Ugly and desperately trying to find something- anything- to do online. (Nothing to do with porn, shut up. This was a family bar.)