Luke's, Monday

[vdistinctive]

Eliot had the broom out today, attempting to clean up shards of glass and broken plates with one functional hand. The one in a cast he could use to kinda shove the broom around, but without a mobile thumb, he couldn't really pull it, or grasp it, or pick it up.

Man, he hated thumb injuries.

The kitchen staff was hovering (not literally) in the doorway, peering around the edge of it all in a line like they were cartoon characters, either because they didn't trust that Eliot wasn't actually possessed any more, or (more likely) because Eliot kept glaring daggers at them for not even trying to clean the place up since Thursday. Apparently, they'd spent the last several days hanging out in the breakroom playing bridge. Which was a nice trick, seeing as there were only three of them.

Today's specials
Stump the cook!

Luke's was open.

Cafe Fina [Monday Afternoon]

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Apparently, it'd been a really messed up weekend. Hatter had stayed safe and sound though because he wasn't about to let someone else in his head. Still, when he came down to work, he got to hear stories about things the staff had seen. They were entertaining in a creepy sort of way. He was still damn glad he'd missed it.

TODAY'S SPECIALS
Gingerbread Loose Leaf Tea
Spiced Apple Cider Rooibos Tea
S'mores Oolong Tea

Cafe Fina was open and not haunted!

Devil's Nest, Monday, 12/08

[bitten_notshy]

Jack almost didn't make it through the door today. He got hit by the snow and felt like he was far, far too special to do anything as mundane as make out an employee schedule and order more supplies for the washrooms. No, he was a Chosen One, all blond curls and wit, and like Chosen Ones everywhere he just had to sing about it.

My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies
Fairytales of yesterday will grow but never die
I can fly - my friends
The show must go on
The show must go on
I'll face it with a grin
I'm never giving in
On - with the show...

[OOC: Open bar, open post.]