Furnado Animal Shelter; Monday [09/12].

[kawaii_complex]

It had been bothering her since her date with Tahani the other night, to the point where Sakaki almost made a special trip to the shelter to check, but the first thing she did when she got to the shelter that morning was hurry over to the frog band postcard billboard and search for any new ones she may have missed. And then let out a breath of relief that there were at least two that weren't there before she left for the break week, one from Montreal and one from Ontario, which was nice. It looked like they'd taken their show across the border!

So, with a great sigh of relief, Sakaki could now focus on her work here at the shelter, knowing that, if the frog band had met some terrible fate, it at least hadn't been in the last few weeks.

Although she supposed, things could take a terrible turn at any moment...

Furnado is open!

Diaz & Ass.; Monday [09/12].

[died8yearsago]

In a shocking turn of events, Rosa was actually doing some legitimate work in the office today, instead of just watching Nancy Meyers movies and claiming it was just research for her class. She would still probably do a little bit of that later, but, for now, she was trying to sort through some emails and figure out if there were any jobs out there work taking.

This missing persons report from a hypnotist who seemed to have lost one of their patience while they were under hypnosis seemed promising...

...Did Rosa base this on anything other than the potential for absurdity?

No, of course not. And since it didn't seem like it would involve any monkeys or chickens, it was just the level of absurdity she was willing to deal with.

Diaz & Ass. is open!

Turtle & Canary; Monday [09/12].

[somethingwithturquoise]

In true Summer fashion, it was straight out of a vacation and right back into it again, what with her class that morning and everything. She'd thought, maybe, under the circumstances, of giving herself an extra day and making Stark fend for himself for the class this week, but she would have felt (under the circumstances) weirdly bad about it, and, besides, really, the fact that nothing happened over the weekend that wasn't what was supposed to happen was a goddamn miracle, and any attempts to extend the celebration further would have only been tempting horrible fate to do something....well, horrible.
So she'd had a nice weekend where the world wasn't even threatened at all (not that she was aware of, anyway!), and now she was back to it, feeling like she could finally focus on figuring out the logistics of Annie's bachelorette party.

Once she could stop focusing on trying to fend off a suddenly very nosy Apu.

"No, I'm not showing you pictures of my trip, Apu," she insisted. "They are absolutely not even remotely safe for work."

They were, actually. Very much so, and most of them had been spammed onto her Instagram, anyway, but that wasn't the point.

Today's Squishy Flavors
Chocolate Milkshake
Acorn
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

Fandom Museum- Monday

[anomaly_research_nerd]

Connor had survived the whole 3MD thing. And it had actually been fun too.  So he was in pretty good spirits when he came in that morning and got everything opened up for the day. Rex was getting used to the apartment now so Connor had left him there for the day. He wanted to really focus on the research he was doing to try and help Cutter with his class.

If anyone needed him or wanted a tour of the museum or anything they would find Connor at the front desk going over papers and jotting things down in his notebook.


The Museum is open!

Fandom Fire Station, Monday

[justalittlerepressed]

Well, Saturday had mostly gone off without a hitch. (Mostly meaning without a ridiculous and totally aberrant panic attack.) So, right now, Eddie was feeling pretty good about himself.

Even with the confetti was in his boots this time around.

[open!]

The Perk, Monday Afternoon

[pocketpretzels]

You know, eventually, Watts might see fit to invest in a coffee machine of his own. Until then, why bother, when there was a place that served them not too far of a walk from his apartment?

Having acquired his mocha, Watts flopped down at a table and pulled out his mobile telephone and his notebook. He still had more planning to do regarding his and Steven's trip next month, after all. Might as well do it here.

Pizza Planet, Monday

[carbsliftthespirit]

Raiden was in such a good mood today he was singing while he worked. Unfortunately, he was quite tone deaf. It might sound a little like something was being tortured.

But the Pizza Planet was open!

Special
Philly Cheesesteak Pizza

Trooper Station, Monday, September 12, 2022

[grenadesandohana]

Danny's bitching about the Chicago-style sausage pizza on Friday night had been everything Steve had wanted. Danny would point out that craving being yelled at made Steve a deeply broken person, but Steve would ignore that. He'd rather view at letting Danny indulge in his love language, which was ranting.

They were so weird.

Steve was back from taking the Troopers on a long run around the island--so many stairs! so much fun for possibly only people who were Steve!--and was now at his desk ignoring the phone and making Calvin engage with the Bee Lady.

The Trooper Station was open!

Devil's Nest, Monday, September 12, 2022

[texted3times]

Eric came into the bar still looking a little smug from his successful date on Saturday.

Well. "Date."

He slouched into a bar stool and glanced over at Tiny who was sipping something with evident enjoyment. "What are you drinking?"

Tiny rumbled an answer.

"Tino's homemade malort," Eric repeated. "Pass."

The Devil's Nest was open. Don't drink the malort.

The Magic Box, Monday

[existencemisspent]

". . . Huh."

There were pumpkins. All over the Magic Box.

"I'm reasonably certain these aren't in season yet," Eliot observed. "But then, what am I, a farmer?" He laughed to himself with just an edge of discomfort. "Of course not. Pumpkin away, darlings."

He was just going to. Keep shoving those memories of his father yelling about the annual pumpkin patch sales way, way down deep.

[open!]

The Magpie Emporium, Monday [12/9]

[giveittoyoursister]

Little Bot was in a veritable bustle of activity today, carefully taking everything off the shelves (at least the ones he could reach, counting them, then putting everything back again. It was kind of exhausting just for Vi to watch.

Not that Saffron was helping at all, quite deliberately flopping on Little Bot's uncounted piles of stuff, then purring up a storm whenever Vi picked her up to keep her out of his way. Not that he seemed to mind.

[Open!]