Luke's, Sunday

[uncertain_dume]

"Really, guys?"

The kitchen staff just stared Kanan down.

"I mean, I'm not complaining. It isn't like I don't like the stuff or anything. I just figured... I don't know... Maybe you'd make some normal ones, too."

"It's September," the cook whispered, leaning in uncomfortably close. "September."

"... Knock yourself out, then," Kanan said, holding up his hands. "Go nuts."

Today's Specials:
Pumpkin Spice Pancakes

"I still maintain that maybe you could have made something else, too," Kanan muttered into his breakfast.

[OOC: Open!]

Demon Marcus, Sunday

[myownface]

Life was more or less back to normal at the Demon Marcus, now. The stock had all been put out, things were priced and Sparkle was getting used to the idea of using the upstairs apartment as the storage room, having sacrificed the back room on the main floor in order to make more floorspace.

So he was passing the time by looking at schools and courses on the mainland. Not because he was planning on actually taking any, really. Honest. Sort of.

There was a costume design course that was kind of making him keep clicking back and make little whiny 'I want that' sounds from time to time, though...

Demon Marcus was open, and Sparkle was only slightly distracted with, you know, possibilities.

[OOC: Open!]

Groovy Tunes, Sunday

[furnaceface]

Jono was in a pretty decent mood today. He had his wrappings off (having Seivarden staying at the house for the past few weeks had kind of meant that he'd been wrapped up far more than usual), and he'd worn one of his long coats with the deep pockets, entirely so that Joni could tag along by riding in one of them, peering out at the world the way she used to when he was... bigger. And more blue.

She couldn't wait to get out and explore, given that she had always been familiar with the space and now it was different. So at the first opportunity, she wriggled her way out of that pocket and was plodding around the space, sniffing here and there, clearly wondering what the hecky was up with all the other place stuff being in the this place place.

At least until Jono started distracting her with the laser pointer dot.

Groovy Tunes was open, and it had a kitten.


[OOC: Open with kitten, like it says on the tin!]

Caritas, Sunday

[suitably_heroic]

It was a perfectly ordinary Sunday night at Caritas.

In this case, that meant a decidedly wet Atton was behind the bar, yelling at a group of roving bunnies currently hitting the dance floor.

That kind of ordinary.

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