Pick Your Poison, Wednesday

[myownface]

Well, this wasn't Sparkle's dumb holiday, but it just so happened that his shift happened to be on it, so here he was, sitting his ass down behind the counter at Pick Your Poison, wondering what to do with himself today.

After a good ten, fifteen minutes, he shrugged, and then put sunscreen on sale, then proceeded to start putting together a display of cosmetics in shades of red, white, and blue. Just because he wasn't American didn't mean he couldn't capitalize on it. And then, because he was bored, he pulled out his package of sparklers and set one in an incense holder at the counter. Whenever somebody came through the door, he'd light one up, let it burn down, and then replace it with a new one for the next customer.

He made his own fun, here, okay?

[OOC: Open!]

Groovy Tunes, Wednesday

[justice_undone]

Groovy Tunes seemed to dislike the heat too, because it was pleasantly cool inside and the stereo played songs about winter. Breq didn't care that much about the temperature outside, but had to admit that it was easier to get work done, so she was unpacking new deliveries and shelving them. She choose a few CDs for herself to pay for with her employee discount, and took breaks to play the bass. It was a very pleasant day, and customers were welcome to just escape the heat. Breq would even offer them tea.

[Open! Typed with a purring cat visitor in my lap. Let's see if I'll make it to work.]

The C.I.C. - Wednesday

[spectre_alenko]

Kaidan stared at the front door of his shop when he came downstairs to open. The raven had brought friends. There was a perfect conspiracy of ravens standing on the sidewalk outside. That.. was new. He opened the door and addressed the one he recognized, "Uh, hi. This isn't going to turn into a Hitchcock thing, is it?" The raven gave a subdued, quiet quok that Kaidan took as 'no'. It disturbed him, the subdued tone, for the raven hadn't been anything but confident since he'd known it. Taking a breath, he held the door open for the conspiracy.

They waddled in and hopped up onto the counter, shuffling themselves into some sort of order but also packed themselves tight, huddling. "What's going on?" Kaidan asked, frown lines forming on his brow. 'His' raven barked a loud noise, others joined in at various points with some strange hissing noises. It sounded like.."You don't like fireworks," Kaidan said, "Ok. I get it. You guys can stay in here, but, uh, we're going to have to work something out for bathroom breaks outside." He thought about the problem, looking around for what was at hand. One of the consoles he'd scavenged for parts ought to do the trick.

Pushing the door open with a foot, he set the console between it and the jam, creating a space big enough - he hoped - for the ravens to come and go through. 'His' raven fluttered down and strutted over, inspecting the opening, then striding outside and back in. He shook himself, feathers fluffing, and made a small chirrup noise before flying back to the desk. Kaidan followed, bemused by the whole thing.

Description of shop is here.

[OOC: CIC is OPEN, no OCD. Will be sp during parts of today because we're doing a thing if it ever stops raining.]