Turtle & Canary; Wednesday [10/02]/

[sake_shinigami]

Contrary to popular belief, Shunsui actually did know how to do the orders around the store and he was actually putting them in.

He was just doing it at a ridiculously slow and leisurely pace, but what was the point of even rushing? All the stuff would get there eventually, wouldn't it? Might as well take his time with it, really make sure it got done right...

...and it should be noted that doing this work was actually to prevent him from doing other work, in the form of writing that supposed book he was here to be writing. Once his little game of paperwork cat and boozy mouse with Nanao-chan had run its course this weekend, she'd given him very strict terms and conditions to follow if he didn't want his lazy butt dragged right back to the Seireitei right then and there. He was, after all, allowed vacation time, and it actually was a good time for it, since nothing else was going on. But if there was even a whiff of trouble, Nanao-chan insisted that he come back immediately, because he was the captain of the Eighth Division and had duties. And, secondly, since he was being so insistent on this being a creative retreat, she expected him to send her weekly pages of his progress.

Yes, she understood that this meant she'd have to actually read what he'd written, but sometimes sacrifices had to be made for the greater good.

What a shame that the first batch would be so paltry, but, surely, she'd understand, there was just... so much work to be done around the store, and everything...

It clearly couldn't be helped.

Today's Squishy Flavors
Kale
Fried Scallop
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

Covent Garden Flowers, Wednesday

[2_old_for_this]

The flowers were humming today, the weather was decent (if a bit hot for October), and all of the orders and things were going well (they had an extra few dozen "sorry about the weird" bouquets in, just in case).

Peter still felt a bit out of sorts. Maybe it was seeing everybody else's visitors and talking to Nathan that made him think more about his own people and home. He'd been stalling, he had to admit, and really should go back to studying how to get home.

For now, though, he was just going to look up more flowers for ordering and enjoy the low-key happiness around him.


Covent Garden was open!

Devil's Nest - Wednesday

[biotic_psychotic]

There was a piano. Jack was giving it a whole bunch of sour looks as she came in and caught the keys. "Is Northman having some sort of fucking emotional crisis, Tiny?" Tiny went a bit pokerfaced and shrugged. He wasn't dumb enough to answer that - ever. "I mean, for fucksake, have we scared off that many DJ's that we have to get someone in here to pick out 'Chopsticks' for the crowd? People come here to drink and shake their shit and find someone to hook up with, if he turns it into some slow piano jazz bar with a bunch of Barry Manilow bullshit, I'm out."

Tiny gave her an incredibly pointed look. "It's easier to yell at DJ's, asshole!" she answered, "I'm not personally insulting their fuckin' life skills when I tell them they suck!" .... You kind of were, Jack.

She went in to do inventory, shoved it in the till with 'What the fuck? Piano?' on it and then.. went over to the piano and began absently playing a piece of music. Tiny's jaw dropped. "What?" Jack demanded, "I stole a piano once!"

She'd done no such thing. Liara had taught her. Jack could also play 'Chopsticks' but .. she liked this better.

And now she missed Liara. Great.

[Devil's Nest is Open! OCD is up!]

Chilly Boulder, Wednesday.

[gospel_of_oblivion]

Had Illyana ditched class? Absolutely. Did she feel bad about it?

Not one bit. Yana did not like authoritarian figures.

"I want, um, that Skywalker Special thing please," she told the person behind the counter. "With extra sprinkles."

Hey, when in doubt, double-down flaunting the fact you were skipping class.


[OOC: For all the members of Ethics that came along for the ride, and open to everyone else, too!]