Stark Industries, Thursday

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William checked all the drawers and various crevices in the shop. No fruit.

He glanced upward. No strange indoor rain of things it shouldn't rain.

He... checked the shop email, and found several missives regarding "THAT ONE THING YOU SHOULD NEVER DO IN THE GYM!", "TERMITE PREVENTION- YOU DON'T WANT TO MISS THIS", "THE DECLINE AND FALL OF THE FIRST ITALIAN", "ESCLATING DANGERS OF RAMPANT"

"..Rampant what?" William frowned. He was well versed enough in modern technology to know not to open the email, but there was part of him that was really curious.

Magic Box, Thursday, 8/16

[life_inshadow]

So this was Tara's last shift in the Magic Box ever. She'd planned to spend it cleaning and reminiscing, but the Pine Sol-and-memories routine came to an abrupt halt when she read an email she'd gotten from housing at UC-Sunnydale that said the dorms' no-pets policy would not make an exception, even for what Tara assured them, with only a tiny bit of stretching the truth, was a totally mellow sweetheart of a cat.

"Sorry, Moxy," she told the cat, who had followed her to work. "Looks like I'm going to have to either find you a new home, rent a cheap apartment fast, or convince my roomie you're a really realistic stuffed animal."

Moxy, who'd been busily hunting a house fly, had no response.

[OOC: Open Magic Box, no OCD!]

Demon Marcus, Thursday

[boobs-and-evil.livejournal.com]

Okay, so maybe Callie didn't bother opening her store all that often. She'd been busy trying to encourage young teenagers to sin more. Plus, she had a couple of employees, ones that she might even recognize if she saw them face-to-face.

She should really get more of those. Minions could be so useful.

Demon Marcus was open for business, and its owner could be found investigating the new Christian Louboutin pumps that had come in. Why even run a store if you couldn't use it as your own personal closet?

Dite's Decadent Delights, Thursday

[icecoldfrost]

Emma really didn't want to be at work today, given the very late night / early morning she'd had, but she was here. Flipping through product catalogs instead of doing inventory, since that was about all the effort she felt like putting in, but Dite's Decadent Delights was open, and Miss Frost was in charge.