Demon Marcus, Monday

[that_oldsaying]

Alluka blinked.

Everything in the shop was still purple. It was… a bit much.

"I don't match," she told Mr. Bubbles. She was wearing a lacy, yellow dress with white trim today. Her tights had butterflies on them. "But then, there is such a thing as too much of a good colour. I wonder if the cookies are purple too?"

And with that, of course, she had to go and check on them. Just in case.

Demon Marcus is Open!

Luke's, Monday

[vdistinctive]

Eliot was actually picking up the whole knitting thing remarkably quickly. He was no Parker, but he was reasonably good at fiddly things with his hands -- he just typically went with brute force on problems for the sake of time. There was no way to brute-force a knitted scarf or hat, though.

He'd tried.

"What're you making?" the busboy asked. Eliot looked down at the five feet of knitting trailing out across the table in front of him.

"A scarf."

"Nice," said the busboy. "Why are there holes in it?"

"Shut up and get back to work."

Today's specials
Cottage pie
Welsh cawl
Eccles cakes

Luke's was open. And warm.

Covent Garden Flowers, Monday

[greenexorcist.livejournal.com]

Flowers and plants. Shiemi couldn't do wrong with flowers and plants, right? Right. So she was determined to forget all the thing that had gone wrong recently and spend a wonderful day with her friends, the flowers and plants.

The shop was open and Shiemi was somewhere in the shop taking inventory and preparing a list of things to suggest Octavian-san should order.

"EH?! Is that...?! Nii-chaaaaan! Come over to the peony seedlings! Quickly! We have blight spores! We have to quarantine these poor little ones and check everyone else!"


[Flower shop is open!]