Community Center Class: Modern Earth Entertainment

[2_old_for_this]

"Hi, everyone." Peter waved. He seemed a bit more relaxed this week.

"I haven't seen this next one yet myself, and it is animated," he gave Kanan an apologetic look, "but it was recommended to me and sworn to be non-traumatic. So I hope you enjoy it."

There were the usual chips and popcorn and drinks to one side, and Peter waved them at it as he started the movie.

T42 - Thursday

[hernando_fuentes]

Hernando came in early that morning to hang the pictures Sparkle had taken. The more risqué of the four, he placed off to one side so it wasn't a direct line of sight from the door but also made sure to move one of the track lights to a spot just above that frame on the wall to subtly direct the gaze in that direction.

Of the other three, he placed the picture of glittery matcha falling from bare hands onto black gloves into pride-of-place in the center, where it almost couldn't be missed by anyone walking in the door. When he went to hang the aggressive, black nail polished hand, the wall ate the hanger.

Hernando frowned a little, and then asked, "Where would you have me put it?" A track light turned on, pointing at a spot on the wall opposite the counter. Hernando immediately saw why. The pictures around it were primarily black and white. The nail polish would tie into those but the tea would present a pleasing pop of color. "Good choice," he murmured to the store, hanging the picture in the chosen spot.

The shot of fingers in the tea went on the wall between the bathroom doors.

Simon arrived with the cupcake delivery. Hernando spent a few minutes artfully arranging them on the stands. Several of the quokka were hopping up and down in front of the counter. A glance between them and the cupcakes showed all their attention on one that had a small carrot piped on top. "Very well," he said, taking it down and slicing it into small portions on a plate. He threw the paper away and placed it down. One of the quokka shouldered the others out of the way. "Dave! Share, or I will take it away and throw it in the trash," Hernando scolded. Dave chittered at him. "I mean it," Hernando warned, taking a step toward the plate. Dave gave a little grunt and grudgingly moved aside. Watching them eat the crumbs in their little paws made Hernando smile - it was too cute for words.

The sign rattled itself, so he went to see what it wanted. Words appeared.

SPECIALS
MatChaCha - $2
Green and Rose - $2
Oolong (a mix of black and green) - $2


The store definitely seemed to approve of the pictures. When the words stopped, Hernando picked up the sign and placed it out on the sidewalk.

A description of the store with pictures can be found here.

[Open! No OCD]

Luke's Diner, Thursday

[geniuswithasmartphone]

After the travesty of last week, Hardison was coming into Luke's with a healthy dose of skepticism. Because there was no way - no way - he was going to let an insult like last week fly. The island deserved better. Eliot's reputation deserved better. The entirety of the human race deserved better, though there were actually a couple of political factions Hardison was willing to serve mayo ice cream up to.

Of course, the staff ignored him as he strode in like a vengeful god, putting up the last items on the Specials Board.

Today's Specials
Barbecue!
Hamburgers!
Hot Dogs
Chips
Soda

"Ahhhhh!" Hardison yelled. "NO! THAT IS A DAMN COOKOUT AN' Y'ALL KNOW IT! DON'T THINK I DON'T KNOW Y'ALL ARE DOIN' THIS JUST TO TEST ME!"

Luke's was open and very loud.

Groovy Tunes - Thursday 8-2

[notamascot]

Shocking absolutely no one, Kaylin was late again to work, barely hitting the door before the store was supposed to open. The stereo punished her for this by playing random sound effects and laugh tracks all day no matter she tried to change it to. She did stay late sort of make up the time and clean up extra well!