Covent Garden Flowers; Tuesday [12/08].

[white_oleander]

Astrid was a little disappointed that it seemed that the cookie she'd found on her pillow that morning was a one-time thing; she was half-expecting random cookies to show up everywhere, but, if they had been, she didnt' notice them. She was especially hoping to find some at the flower shop, nestled in the open blooms of flowers or maybe hanging off of the branches of the bonsai, but no such luck.

That was fine, though, too. The flowers were already getting into the Christmas carol mood (and the guitar-playing orchid was experimenting with a more punk-rock flavored rendition of the ubiquitous 'All I Want for Christmas is You'), while Astrid, clearly inspired by the shenanigans earlier that week, set to decking the bonsai out in tinsel and garland and ltitle tiny ornaments like they were Christmas trees. And then settling in behind the counter with her postcards and some watercolors to paint the Christmas bonsai in a style that embraced the negative space as she'd learned in class.

Not a bad way to spend a day at all.

Covent Garden is open!

Groovy Tunes; Tuesday [12/08].

[lilac_eyed_lieutenant]

Tisarwat was trying to find the motivation to work today, but it just kept slipping away from her, as she the weekend had given her a lot to think about, especially once she managed to shake off all the lingering remnants of yet another epic hangover. She'd had fun, sure, but Seivarden being back, and their timelines more or less falling into step with each other, and Seivarden now knowing things...well, it gave her a lot to think about.

And it got to be really difficult to focus on sorting through records and CDs when you were reminded that, back home, things were happening and you weren't a part of them.

Maybe she could close up shop early and head over to portalocity to see about a quick jaunt, maybe just to poke her head in and see how things were going. Or bother Summer to use her portal gun, if that didn't work. It wouldn't surprise Tisarwat if Breq had made extra precautions regarding the portals if she was really intent on keeping Tisarwat her longer still.

Groovy Tunes is open!

Caritas- Tuesday

[throughaphase]

There was a tastefully-decorated tree in the lounge today, but Kitty had put that up herself and she knew how it got there. It seemed like a perfectly normal day here at the bar.

At least until the shipment of top hats came in.

"Well," she decided, "I guess that settles the theme for the New Year's party."


[Open!]

Wellspring Arms | Tuesday

[flourish_or_perish]

Faye had a job. And, more importantly, it seemed like an easy job. Involving something she loved.

So, naturally, Faye felt like she had to test out the inventory. So, she took a selection of guns she didn't recognize from her own universe, located the associated ammo, and wandered over to the range with them to see what they did.

Wellspring Arms was very much open, but you might have to shout a bit to get Faye's attention.

Pixie Dust | Tuesday

[that_oldsaying]

The cookie when she'd woken up had been great but it had been only one and Alluka was… not known for stopping at one cookie basically ever.

Which was why she had several boxes from J,GoB today when she got into the shop.

Mr. Bubbles pointed out that it was time to decorate.

"You're right," Alluka said, with a little nod as she ate another cookie. "Should we start with the windows or with the lights?"

Lights first, it was decided, since that was the more boring job.

"And then, style!"

Pixie Dust is Open!

Diaz & ASS. - Tuesday

[superjoanjett]

Oh. What a special day. Jessica got her first phone call regarding Fandom weirdness. Three people had called already wanting to know how a cookie ended up on their pillow.

After the third call, Jessica snapped and said "It's elves! I don't care! Just eat the fucking cookie and move one."

She stopped answering the phone after that.

[Open]

The Perk | Tuesday Morning

[defenderofdesmoines]

So the thing about waking up with a single, kind of unsatisfying cookie on your pillow is that it simply wasn't enough. Like, not only was it weird and mysterious as to how the hell a cookie got there, it was also just, like, a single cookie.

Thus, after her workout, Annie had headed into the Perk to get several more cookies, which she happily took over to a window seat with her accompanying peppermint mocha. And while, yes, she was answering emails on her phone (someone at Vought had finally deigned to answer a question Annie had sent over in September), she was also finishing up some last-minute Christmas shopping.

First of all: yes, December 8th was last minute. And really, she was pretty much done, but then she just kept stumbling across things she'd think people would like and adding them to little virtual carts. (Which was how Annie was going to also end up needing to get some more wrapping paper, while she was at it.)

The sheer festiveness of drinking a Christmas drink and eating Christmassy cookies while Christmas shopping had her in a very merry little mood.

[I have been given the holiday gift of an unexpected day off. Open!]

The Devil's Nest, Tuesday Night

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer was in a bit of an ironic mood today, as anyone who walked in could immediately hear. Why not do instrumental covers of religion-adjacent songs all night?

He was going to have fun with Jewel.

Tiny watched him from the bar, gnawing on a cookie. It was disappointing.