Dite's Decadent Delights, Thursday

[spin_kick_snap]

The weekend was still pretty present in Kathy's mind, certain parts playing on loop over and over in her brain. Sometimes they blended together, so Lady was shooting Eliot or Eliot was killing her father or Dante was throwing her off the tower. Sometimes she was the one holding the gun when it went off. Sometimes it was just all the different ways she'd been awful to the people she loves. Either way, it was fun times all around.

It would pass - it always passed, with time bringing closure or just new trauma - and until it did, Kathy knew the best thing to do was to keep her mind busy on other things. Today's distraction was learning a new song, trying to get it perfect. Sometimes she sang snatches of the lyrics, but they were pretty on the nose for what she was feeling. Instead, she mostly concentrated on getting her fingers to learn what to do, line by line.

Luke's Diner, Thursday

[geniuswithasmartphone]

Hardison was all prepared for the next round in this weird food war that was going on between him and the staff. Clenching his fists and squaring his shoulders, he reminded himself not to lose his temper at whatever offensive nonsense they tried to pull this week. That was how they won. No. He was going to go in, remain cool, and calmly insist that they change their specials to something that wasn't ridiculous, dammit.

With one more deep breath, he stepped inside. "A'ight, let's talk Specials!" he called.

"Already done 'em," the busboy said, bringing the board back to the front window. "They're all kinda obvious this week."

Today's Specials
Spicy Tuna Rolls
Goan Fish Curry
Beer-Battered Fish and Chips
Largemouth Bass and Dried Shrimp Gumbo

Seemed like the staff was holding a grudge at something else this week!

Furnado Animal Shelter; Thursday [08/16].

[in_sidon_we_trust]

Inspired, as always, by the activity yesterday, Sidon was trying to encourage the animals to tell their stories today. The fish, he felt, were experts at non-verbal communication and well-placed bubbles, but perhaps he simply had an easier time with it because he just understood their nature on a deeper level than most. The dogs seemed far more interested in licking his face than talking, but he did discover that he would get wonderful (or so he assumed, it wasn't like he could actually understand them) tales out of the cats if he just stood there with an open can of cat food in his hand. Oh, they were very chatty then!

It seemed a little unfair, especially since they didn't realize it was even a competition, but he had to give the top prizes to the birds in the end. Birds always were wonderful storytellers.

Furndado is open!

[[I actually remembered this week, go me!]]

Community Center Class: Modern Earth Entertainment

[2_old_for_this]

"Hi, everybody." Peter waved as usual from the front of the room. "Today's the last day of the current class, not that this is exactly a class." He shrugged. "I'll see about getting the room for longer, but for now, enjoy the food," he waved over at the table, which included cupcakes of several different kinds today, "and the movie. It's a comedy and nobody dies, by request."

It was a rom com. Sorry, Amaya.

Groovy tunes: Thursday 8-16

[notamascot]

Kaylin knew her time on the island was growing short. She was excited about finally returning to Elantra to become a full fledged Hawk, but at the same time she knew she would miss the island and many of the people she'd meet here. So, she was missing the store in a bit of a melancholy mood today.

Clothes Over Bros- Thursday

[gobrookeyourself]

Was it weird to have a back to school sale when you had year round school? Maybe, but Brooke was doing it anyway.

And until/unless someone came in, she was going to spend the day on her phone, emailing back and forth with her assistant in the New York office. She kept trying to put the phone down, and then it'd go off again immediately, and this was the worst game ever.


[hey, I posted! Open!]