JGOB; Sunday Afternoon

[theheadkid.livejournal.com]

Travis had almost been bowled over by a rickshaw decked out in bright, blinking lights and garland. He hadn't escaped unscatched despite avoiding the potential rickshaw/pedestrian incident. The driver had tossed what seemed like a ton and a half of tinsel on him as he'd rolled past.

Travis was still pulling it out of his hair and off his jacket as he pushed into JGOB. The staff member behind the counter tried to suppress his laughter which Travis appreciated. He shook some more tinsel out of his hair and got something warm to drink and sweet to eat. With that done, he wandered over to a chair near the window where he could eat in peace and avoid any more tinsel incidents.

No one needed anymore tinsel incidents.

[Open, ofc]

Mystery Sign Theater 3000, Sunday afternoon

[ultimatehottie.livejournal.com]

After a day with virtually no notes for radio, Johnny decided to treat himself and continue to enjoy a virtual day off. It wasn't like reading words out loud was super complicated on the worst days, but that wasn't going to stop him from celebrating the easiest day.

So like he said on his quick broadcast, he was at the theater, ready to watch some funny people being funny.

NOW SHOWING
Terrible Employers 2

When he got his ticket, he turned back to the list of movies. "Huh. That says 'Terrible,' this says 'Ghastly.' Weird." And then he got some popcorn because that wasn't such a big deal.

[OOC: Open if anyone wants to distract Johnny from a movie! Or, I suppose, wants to see a movie independent of whether or not Johnny is. But why would you want that? Is it me? What did I do to make you hurt me so? I just want to understand! I just. want. to. understand.]