The Park, Saturday

[icecoldfrost]

Emma had a puppy. A puppy that had to be taken for a walk, least he have an accident inside the house, and yes, fine, the collar and leash had come from an emergency trip to 'Dite's, but it wasn't like Anything But The Monkey or T&C had been open that late on a Friday and Emma wasn't a dog person, and she'd had to do something to keep him from running off.

She'd take him to go get something less bondage-y later, once she'd finished her cigarette and he'd managed to wear himself out playing Kill The Stick. Because Jack was the fiercest terrier puppy on the island, trufax.

[OOC: Open park, open post, go on, laugh.]

The Arms Hotel, Saturday

[gunslingerpose]

Nikolai had no idea what the hell he was looking at, today.

He had gathered that it was probably some sort of shipment for the kitchen. The vaguely food-like appearance of it was about the best that he could figure, there. After all, it was greenish. And... it looked chewy. Or like it could be chewy. Maybe it was intended to go into the cleaning supplies closet, instead. Were there greenish, chewy-looking cleaning supplies out there?

Was this even Nick's problem to deal with? Maybe he'd shove the case of... whatever it was... at Gunther and let him figure it out.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel
Today's Specials:
Lobster Mousse with Warm Champagne and Chive Sauce
Vanilla Panna Cotta

Nikolai bumped the box with his foot, and the contents of it jiggled. Yes, definitely dumping this one off on Gunther.

[Open!]

Caritas, Saturday

[hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com]

April was fresh from employee training at her new job, which meant that she was suffering from a slight case of being covered with cat hair. April didn't mind, though. Tino, however, was apparently very allergic to cats, and was distraught to find that for once, April actually wanted him around.

Because of the allergy. Not for any other reason.

"Ew, Tino," April drawled as he sneezed about six times in succession into his shirt and started to pull it off. "What the hell. No one wants to see you shirtless. Leave it."

He left it. But only because he knew that if he said no, April would probably hug him.

Stark Industries, Saturday

[craftyladyparts.livejournal.com]

Although Jessica had avoided the bulk of the singing and dancing chaos yesterday, that didn't mean she didn't have to deal with the aftermath today.

"I can't believe this many people have home karaoke machines," she muttered to herself as she started working on the fifth one of the day.

This was life here apparently.