Turtle & Canary; Sunday [07/08].

[special_rabbit]

Putting the forge in early had been a big mistake. Because now Amaya had to go do her other (other) job when all she wanted to do was play around with metal and hammer stuff, get her new anvil nice and broken in and test just how hot she could get the thing going. But, no, she had a store to run, too, and that meant making orders and checking stock and balancing books, and she almost regretted her decision to just bypass the ordering process on Seivarden's tea by just up and sending Apu to go get some.

Almost. Apu probably hadn't had a vacation in, like, fifteen years, and though he'd only be gone for a little bit, it was probably good for him to get out of the store and visit his family and stuff. With the added benefit of returning with some tea, because, after hearing Seivarden's radio...yeah...there really was no reason to wait for shipping when they had Portalocity at their fingertips other than just prolonging her misery.

So Amaya was tinkering. Her fingers were itching for something, so it was time to break open that Squishy machine yet again and see if she had any better luck this time around with the Red flavor. She took a small break to make a quick phone call when Apu returned with the tea, and got back to work, feeling pretty confident about the adjustments. Until she actually put it back together and pulled the levers.

Today's Squishy Flavors
Darjeeling (with glitter)
Earl Grey (with glitter)
Red (with glitter)

Her irritation with that flow of red slushy goodness pouring from the nozzle was only superseded by her confusion about another factor: "Wait, why is there glitter??"

Turtle & Canary is open!

Groovy Tunes, Sunday

[furnaceface]

Contrary to popular belief, Jono wasn't brooding today.

In fact, he'd kind of embraced the opposite, taking the stupid class he was stuck for and turning it into an opportunity. For what...? He wasn't certain, yet. Maybe something leaning a little harder into proper self-care when somebody felt inclined to brood?

In any case, he'd had a few requests for music, so he was going to roll with it and spend today going through his stock for anything that might be... ah... broody enough?

Hell, he usually did his brooding in silence. Possibly outside, in the rain. This was harder than it looked.

[Open!]

Demon Marcus, Sunday

[myownface]

Oh, this was too rich.

Yeah, Sparkle's actions on Wednesday had been on the piddling end of petty, but he had listened to yesterday's radio broadcast like three times just to be sure he'd even heard it right, and...

Wow. Talk about oversensitive. And all the tea on the island? He'd bought out the stock at the counter at his place of employment, which was hardly... that. There were other comments in there that made him less than inclined to even care about how upset it might have made her. Like how if she couldn't imagine him needing to vent about her after some of the things she'd pulled on him in the past, she was actually less self-aware than he'd given her credit for in the first place.

But mostly, it just made him keep feeling like 'petty' was the right course of action, here.

So Sparkle was at work at Demon Marcus, with a large selection of quality tea still stuffed into his backpack, and he was brainstorming out his petty, petty revenge. Which, honestly, he would have probably gotten bored of and just dropped completely if Seivarden hadn't gone off like a loaded gun on the radio yesterday about him buying some tea, but meh.

Demon Marcus was open. And it was entirely possible that the open sign today had been replaced with a sheet of hot pink posterboard with loose leaf tea glued onto it like craft glitter to spell the words 'OPEN' in big, friendly, aromatic letters.

[OOC: Open! Sparkle's gonna run out of tea eventually, I promise.]

Luke's, Sunday

[uncertain_dume]

There was some kind of theme going on at Luke's today, and Kanan wasn't entirely certain he knew what to do with it, or even why it existed in the first place.

Sure, the crepes were a nice change of pace from the pancake hell that he was usually knee-deep in around here. And he could see how the cook might get carried away with them, since they looked like they actually took some modicum of skill to make and he seemed to have gotten the hang of it.

But 'crepes' wasn't the only theme they seemed to be running with today.

Welcome to Luke's!
Today's Specials:

Crepes with Feta, Scrambled Eggs, & Salsa
Crepes with Spinach & Feta
Creamy Feta & Leek Stacked Crepes with Roasted Red Pepper Sauce
Crepes with Pears, Walnuts, & Feta

"... But why is everything feta?"

The cook just shrugged. Apparently everything was going to taste like feta today, and that was that. Kanan eyed him for a moment, and then shrugged and made himself a milkshake.

Somehow, it tasted like feta, too.

[OOC: This is ABSOLUTELY Bridgey's fault, with thanks to Zed for the recipe links. Open!]

Stark Industries- Sunday

[thatwaslucky]

Rey had started marking her time left on the island by how many work shifts she had left, and today was being spent trying to be strategic about a return to a rough lifestyle on a harsh planet, trying to figure out what she needed to bring to make it easier and what she needed to do beforehand.

Sure, there was actual work she should be doing, but she was also running low on time she had to slack off, so, she was gonna do that.


[Open!]