Needful Things; Tuesday [03/13].

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer might have grumbled and complained about having to get back to work after that nice long vacation in China, but when she looked at her bank account after that nice long vacation in China...yeaaahhhh, it was a good thing she had a job because...well, there had been shopping. Lots and lots of shopping.

As she dusted and swept, she kept an eye out for Chinese-looking antiques, figuring Lady Ghanima wouldn't mind if she pulled some of them out closer to the front of the store in a sort-of display as a dedication to the trip. Of course, finding some really nice and authentic pieces really made her realize that she might have gotten a bit swindled on some of the supposedly "authentic" souvenirs she brought home with her.

Eh, whatever. It was mostly just junk for her family. She highly doubted they would know or care enough to notice.

Needful Things is open!

Furnado Animal Shelter, Tuesday

[puppy_fair]

"Look, Mr. Winkles! Friends!"

The gerbil blinked beady, dubious eyes through the side of his gerbil habitat at the cage full of other gerbils that Zack had placed on the counter beside him. He wasn't impressed. He had seen better. In a mirror, of course.

"I mean, I'm going to try to get them all adopted out, but if you manage to make friends with any of them, I'm not opposed to keeping one or two more around for you, you know."

Mr. Winkles turned away with a little flick of his tail and went to go gnaw on the edge of his running wheel.

"Well, give it time. Maybe you'll warm up to one."

Mr. Winkles most certainly would not.

[OOC: Open!]

Covent Garden Flowers, Tuesday

[shiroi_tiger]

It wasn't strictly a flower holiday, per se, but Nathan came in to work today and almost immediately answered the phone to take an order for three dozen shamrock plants, to be delivered on Saturday. Which was... understandable, perhaps? Though an odd order all the same.

Still, he wrote the order down and said he would have his manager call them back to confirm whether or not they'd be able to get so many shamrocks in by then, and then wrote a note for Peter.

Really, that was probably Nathan's favorite thing about this job. When in doubt, let Peter figure it out.

[OOC: Open!]

Caritas- Tuesday

[throughaphase]

There had beeen an idea flared around a couple times over like a year, and now that there wasn’t anything blowing up back home and people were back from the trip, maybe it was time. So there was a sign on the front door that would also be put up around town:

PARTY FRIDAY @ CARITAS

IMMORTALIZE YOURSELF IN DRINK FORM

Buy a drink to make, name it after yourself (or someone else).
If it’s not totally disgusting and we put it on the menu,
the named party gets it on the house for life!

It was kind of a financial gamble, but Kitty was preeeeetty sure? no one was going to be coming in and ordering themselves to drink daily.

Preeeeeetty sure.

Anyway, she was around and ordering supplies from behind the bar because she figured they’d be needed.


[Open, no OCD!]

Groovy Tunes, Tuesday

[tigerundercover]

Raven was still riding a bit of a high from her holosuite session yesterday. It'd been amazing to just let go and kill any hologram she perceived as any kind of threat -- which in a spy simulation was most of them, let's be real. A little voice in the back of her head still thought it was probably not a great sign that she enjoyed doing that so much, but she shoved it off with a reminder that plenty of video games were violent. Just because this one she played with her whole body instead of a controller didn't make it any different, right?

Anyway, she was bopping around the shop today to various jazzy spy-like themes, occasionally taking the time to do unnecessary sneaky somersaults between aisles and shifting herself like a cartoon character to hide behind improbable objects, like cellos or narrow display racks.

Quark quite possibly had gotten himself a customer for life, here.

[open!]