Stark Industries, Saturday morning

[kenselvren]

Jalian showed up to an irate customer already at the door, yelling something about his toaster floating away.

"If you've lost something, it's your own fault." She sighed and put the male in a very uncomfortable arm-lock until he shut up. "If you have something of it, I can track it for you. Otherwise, get a new one."

She let him go and headed in. She was going to work on her Doorway today, and heaven help any more stupid people who got in her way.

[Open post, no OCD!]

Groovy Tunes, Saturday

[furnaceface]

Between planning for the wedding and the... event that was still too painful for Jono to really think about too hard, thank you very much, it had been a bit longer since Jonothon had last come in to the Groovy Tunes to do more than write out paycheques than he'd care to admit. But today there really wasn't anything on the go. They were parked at yet another new planet, but he had plenty of time to investigate that later, he and Hannibal really hadn't figured out when they were going to try again with the whole wedding thing, and, really, he just wanted to spend some time with his feet kicked up and his guitar in hand, playing along with whatever happened to come on the stereo.

When he'd actually approached the stereo to find it covered in an assortment of stickers and ribbons, he decided that maybe he'd actually just leave it turned off for the day, not ask, and work on composing his own music instead, after all.

In hindsight, he supposed, he probably shouldn't have been terribly surprised.

[OOC: Open!]

Caritas, Saturday Evening

[newroutines]

TONIGHT'S SPECIALS
25% off if you're a pretty lady
(and all ladies are pretty)

It was very possible that Mike was pretty bored and also pretty lonely tonight. (Actually he was lonely a whole l-- well, best not get into that right now.) He'd spent a long week working on various stuff. This? Was totally break time for him.

Yes. He came to work to take a break. Deal with it.

Caritas was open.

[ooc: No OCD, open!]