Caritas, Thursday

[wrongkindofsith]

The zombies were still experimenting, only now they'd added bantha bell an oversized cow bell, so Cara was making liberal use of the bucket of earplug tonight. By throwing them at the zombies whenever they hit a particularly off note. Which was often.

Also at Tino, because he was Tino.

[Open, no OCD.

The Devil's Nest, Friday Evening

[allie-vamp.livejournal.com]

Allie was behind the bar on her phone, lost in the rabbit hole that was TV Tropes.

She'd get you a drink if you wanted it, but it might take a second to get her attention.

[OCD free!]

Luke's, Friday

[whoisalicewhite.livejournal.com]

Parker was supervising. Which, as employees of the Brew Pub in Portland and now Luke's could tell you, mostly meant watching them a little too closely for comfort, and commenting on their knife-work. Or occasionally throwing in a comment on how Eliot did it better.

"You're not our real boss," someone had the bad sense to say out loud.

"I'm your real bosses' girlfriend, that's even better."

SPECIALS
Grilled Cheese with tomato
Fried Ice Cream
Those Cheesy Things with the Paprika

Luke's was open.