The Perk, Wednesday afternoon

[hollywoostar]

Mr. Peanutbutter was a little disconcerted by Fandom. It was such a small town! He thought he knew small towns, growing up on the Labrador Peninsula, but those small towns had a lot more . . . space. Plus, he'd been promised squirrel paparazzi, but he hadn't spotted a single flash in his peripheral vision. Not even when he'd deliberately gone out for coffee in his ugliest, loungiest lounge-around outfit!

So now he was just stuck at this weird little non-Starbucks coffee shop where the baristas were barely even giving him ironic glares, wearing his ugliest, loungiest grey v-neck t-shirt and blue sports pants with white piping. At least he could tell Diane that he went to an Independent Cafe and supported a Small Business. She'd definitely tell him what a good boy he was for that.

"No -- I don't need it in a bowl. Just a cup. A regular coffee cup. You know, with the plastic lid and -- alright, a mug will do fine. No, it doesn't need to be a really big shallow mug -- alright, alright, you're the professional. I suppose you know best."

He was Unimpressed by this particular Small Business. This was definitely going on his Yelp review.

[I told you he'd get more than one thread eventually! Open!]

Caritas - Wednesday Evening

[sarcasm-duh.livejournal.com]

It was the second week of Archer trying to drum up business. This time he forsake the ladies night theme and went for the extreme/danger seeking crowd.

Which is why he had Tino put up the following banner:

FREE DRINK IF YOU DO A BODY SHOT OFF OF ONE OF THE ZOMBIES!

There is (of course) no way that this could end badly.