Devil's Nest, Monday, 06/08

[bitten_notshy]

At this point, Jack didn't even waste time being annoyed to wake up a girl again. It was just another thing that happened in Fandom, like turning into a terrier or having impossible children show up. He booked the first train from Baltimore to NYC he could find and spent the weekend shopping and relaxing with Emma.

But it was Monday, Jack's normal parts were in full working order, and he was back at the club and ignoring the DJ's fixation on pop divas of the '80s.

[OOC: Open club, open post!]

Luke's, Monday

[vdistinctive]

Eliot was extremely pleased to wake up and find his body back to normal, yes. His good mood based on this fact lasted right up until he walked into the kitchen at the diner and discovered that every single flat surface in the place was occupied by baskets of strawberries.

"The busboy went strawberry picking this weekend," the cook said.

Eliot looked around and finally spotted the busboy lying on the floor between berry baskets. "I can't move," the busboy moaned. "My arms are gonna fall off."

Eliot resisted the urge to punch something. "Why did you bring them all here?"

The busboy, the cook, and the dishwasher all stared at him blankly. Eliot threw his hands in the air and stomped back out of the kitchen.

Today's specials
Simmering chicken strawberry kabobs
Strawberry-Avocado salad
Buttermilk strawberry shortcake

Luke's was open. And strawberry-scented.