Turtle & Canary; Thursday [10/26].

[special_rabbit]

Apu had been going over inventory reports and purchase orders with Amaya, and it was not going well. She'd nearly fallen asleep twice and now she was worried she was going to go permanently cross-eyed as she tried to process the information. It wasn't that she couldn't understand it; she understood just fine, but there was so much of it! And it was so boring! And it seemed way more complicated than running her small little shop in Daventry.

Finally, she just couldn't take it any more. She let out a loud, frustrated sound. "I can't do this anymore!" she said. "That's enough for today. Look at these hands!" And she held them up for him to see, even if they were covered with gloves. "These hands were made for balancing swords, not checkbooks!"

She needed to get out of this job. Luckily, there seemed to be plenty of space available for a possible forge and blacksmith shop; she'd already made the blueprints in her head of a few locations. The only problem was that she didn't exactly have the money for it, after buying this place (which was supposed to be a blacksmith shop anyway!) and the house and then blowing all her money on gardening supplies earlier this week...She needed to find a way to make more money and hopefully do it quickly.

So there was a new sign in the window, and Amaya spent the rest of her day tinkering with a new weed whacker idea inspired by the engine powered ones they sold here, just to make herself feel better.

Today's Squishy Flavors
Regret
Remorse
Red

BUSINESS FOR SALE.
Contact Current Owner for More Info
Amaya Blackstone: 555-AMYA

Turtle & Canary is open!

Around town, Thursday afternoon

[wouldbenagus]

One of the advantages of having a business on a space station was a large amount of foot traffic. Even when he first opened Quark's on Deep Space Nine (then Terok Nor, say what you like about Cardassians, they knew how to name things), Quark had barely had to advertise it. It was right there on the promenade! You couldn't miss it!

Quark's new location had a lot going for it, including a complete lack of view of anything resesmbling every day life that might remind his customers that they had other things to spend their money on. It did not, however, seem to get a lot of foot traffic. And as far as he could tell, there was only the most basic of computerized databases available to potential customers on the island. You could barely even ask computers here to do things for you! There was a rudimentary sort of PA system that seemed to be entirely used to play disgusting Earthen music and report some seriously boring gossip, but otherwise, it seemed like Quark was going to have to resort to some extremely primitive methods of communication to get word out about his new business.

Paper. Ugh. He might as well be carving these things into stone tablets. (Or, you know, replicating them onto stone tablets. He definitely wasn't writing this stuff himself. What was he, a sucker?) Unfortunately, he couldn't replicate himself an idiot brother to order around (yet), so he still had to go out and hang the fliers up around town all by himself.

Drinks! Food!
Games! Girls!
QUARKS!
Your one stop shop for all your leisure time needs!
Grand opening! Friday, October 27th!
Socialize with friends or relax in peace and privacy in one of our exclusive
HOLOSUITES!
First hour is free* so come on down!
* applicable to select holonovels only, with purchase of two or more drinks or spins on a dabo table
Children under 12 prohibited. Older than that and you've got to learn to manage them yourselves
Proprietor is not liable to any loss of valuables or personal injury sustained on premises

There. That ought to do it.

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