Demon Marcus, Monday

[that_oldsaying]

Alluka got into work today, Mr. Bubbles in tow, and stopped dead in the doorway to stare at the spectacle in front of her.

Formal wear was dancing through the aisle, doing what she thought was a pavane, the exquisite dresses sparkling under the store's lights (that she didn't remember being quite so… beautiful… on other shifts), as they went through the steps of one dance before shifting to a waltz.

Then one suit of gentleman's clothing drifted over to her in obvious invitation.

"Oh! I would love to dance!" Alluka beamed. "But let me get dressed up properly first!"

Demon Marcus is Open!

Luke's, Monday

[vdistinctive]

Eliot caught the football on its third spiralling trip across the dining room and popped it with a steak knife.

"You wanna play football, you do it on your own time. This is a goddamn diner, not a playground! Jesus Christ, I was actually raised in a barn and I got better manners than you lot of barbarians."

The whole staff stood frozen where they were, all poised mid-diner task.

A football appeared out of nowhere, flung itself across the dining room, and missed Eliot's head by less than an inch.

". . . Right," Eliot said. "Sorry." The staff continued to stare. Eliot waved them off. "Back to work!"

Today's specials
Double-cheese poutine burger
Rosemary and garlic carrot and green bean fries
Winter peach cobbler

Luke's was open.

Covent Garden Flowers, Monday

[greenexorcist.livejournal.com]

Shiemi changed the Valentine's Day countdown sign



and tidied up the front entrance-way before finally feeling ready to tackle the Dahlias mentioned in Octavian-san's note.

...

The dahlias were upset that the roses were getting all the attention.

~Aren't we royalty?~We, the Queen of the Autumn Gardens?~We are a symbol of an everlasting union, of elegance and dignity, commitment of one who stands strong in their sacred values.~We provide medicine and when there was nothing that grew but our tuber roots, did we refuse to let you eat them?~Why should that... that... SMELLY SHRUB! get to have a day in its honour?~

Shiemi listened politely through the whole rant, nodding in agreement at the unfair ideas people had about the poor dahlia. Finally, when they'd calmed own a little, she excused herself and went back to the counter for her bag. When she returned a few minutes later she asked Nii-chan to step back and began watering the still agitated flowers.

With Holy Water.

Shiemi left the cooler door open as the demon miasma started to escape the poor now-exorcised plants. "In about an hour, the last of the demons taint should be gone and we can repot them and let them rest under the sun lamp with some extra fertilizer." She scribbled a reply to Octavian-san about the flowers. "They did have a point, you know, Nii-chan. Dahlias are very romantic when you're serious about someone. Maybe we should make a few signs about the language of flowers and plants?"

"Nii!"


[OPEN POST! Come order flowers that aren't Roses or Carnations! Or a tree! That symbolizes a long commitment! Unless it's a pillow tree... that's a bit shady, if you know what I mean. *wink wink*]