Dite's Decadent Delights, Saturday

[raspberryturk]

Huh. Candy.

Reno wasn't sure he'd seen so much candy in one place as the crate of it that he was staring at today. And sure, that candy wasn't your run-of-the-mill candy store fare; there were lollipops and chocolates in some pretty interesting shapes, and bras and underwear made of those chalky candies that got right in your teeth. Not to mention one of those kits that let you take a cast of certain bits of anatomy, to then mold in chocolate...

Reno was putting serious consideration into picking one of those up for himself, honestly. Mostly just for shits and giggles.

Anyway, Dite's was open, and slightly more decadent than usual.

[OOC: Open!]

Syndulla Scrap, Saturday

[futurespacemom]

Generally Hera left the place to its own devices on Saturday, but there were Things Happening today. By which she understood, Sabine was helping Kanan dye his hair back to a more normal color. She'd found a good-sized basin and dragged it out for them, along with a couple stools, and hooked up water to a hose.

Now all she had to do was sit and be amused. Which had actually started back at the apartment, with Kanan panicking about who was bringing the dye and ending up with about five different colors and types. It was kind of adorable.

But now she had pulled out a low chair - it probably had had legs at some point, but now it was a good lounge - and was sitting wondering if she should get popcorn to go with her Coke. Chopper was burbling in his own amusement next to her.

The scrapyard was - sort of - open!

Pride Meeting, Groovy Tunes, Saturday Evening

[furnaceface]

Okay. So... last year's Pride event had gone so well that Jonothon had decided he was going to try to pull it all together again this year. Hell, it made him feel good to do something like this for the community- for Fandom and for the LGBTQIA2+ people who resided here.

He was also well aware that it had mostly by some miracle kind of fallen together last-minute last year thanks to some hastily assembled posters and the enthusiasm of the island's residents, and while 'a week before the parade' was fairly last-minute too, he was going to solicit as much advice, or assistance, or anything that he could possibly get in order to make this year a success as well. So, as per the poster he'd put up around town on Thursday, he was waiting at the Groovy Tunes for anybody who might want to show up and contribute, ready to guide anybody who might arrive toward the seating near the stage with bribes of coffee and a box of assorted donuts he'd picked up from J,GoB on the way.

Yeah. Okay. He could do this. Absolutely pretend that he had his shite together enough to organize something, anyway. It'd be great.

[OOC: Open!]

Luke's Diner, Saturday

[what_the_shock]

The staff were being suspiciously agreeable and normal today. Miguel didn't trust it. They agreed to whatever he wanted to do, they weren't arguing with him or amongst themselves, and none of the specials were anything weird.

Miguel was just going to spend this entire shift looking over his shoulder.

Today's Specials:
Buffalo chicken mac 'n' cheese
Brisket with bbq beans and coleslaw
Tiramisu


Luke's was open!

Covent Garden Flowers, Saturday

[1000yearstoolate]

The flower shop was covered in multicoloured glitter. Anything Seivarden touched left a sparkly surface on her skin, and trying to rub it off only made it worse. She ended up perched on a chair, trying to avoid bumping into anything, which made doing actual work difficult.

She hoped Peter would forgive her.

Expecting any customers to escape as soon as they opened the door, she suspected this was going to be a long day.

[Open. Be prepared for glitter,]