Infinite Consortium - Tuesday

[single_man_tear]

Dean fully expected an ambush from the chair this morning when he walked into work. Instead, he found the suit of armor and the chair lying on the floor, spooning, surrounded by four empty family-sized packs of Double Stuf Oreos.

He stood in the doorway, staring at the odd scene for a solid thirty seconds. Finally, he shrugged. "I've done weirder," he declared and made his way behind the counter with no further judgement

Tuesday: Plant Parenthood

[mylandmyrules]

Nell was very pleased that her own plants were not snickering at her behind her back. That had made for an uncomfortable day yesterday. She thought she'd need to give the flowers a talking to next week, which was certainly not anything she'd had to do back home!

Everything ran smoothly today though, giving her lots of time to think about what a lovely night they'd had last night.

Caritas- Tuesday

[throughaphase]

There was a cotton candy machine in the bar today. Kitty had no idea why, Tino had no idea why, so she just ran with it.

SPECIALS
Cotton Candy Cocktail


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The Devil's Nest, Tuesday Evening

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer, Octavia and Duke had come home from the Bahamas that morning. Lucifer himself had put off going to the club, hoping that whatever shenanigans had happened in his absence would disperse by the time he arrived in the evening.

But alas. It was not to be.

"Right," he sighed, eyeing the ice bar. "I suppose it's too much to ask that we at least get a sponsorship from a beer brand or something for this?"

Tiny shrugged.

"Well, might as well make it a theme," he said. "Right. I'm going to call someone about installing a designer ice luge."

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Needful Things, Tuesday

[knightinshinarmor]

There was a remarkable lack of clocks in the store now. And the ones that remained were clearly entirely too intimidated to bother chiming at all.

That was Remy's half-joking assumption, anyway. He was just going to enjoy the relative silence.

. . . yep, just. Enjoying the silence.

. . . such silence.

Ooo, a gramophone!

Remy was enjoying the lack of clock noise today by playing the gramophone classics he could find in stock. At a very reasonable volume. He didn't want to see this gorgeous piece of equipment smashed in a fit of pique, thanks.

And sure, it and the songs could be on sale. Assuming you'd appreciate them properly.

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Tuesday: Groovy Tunes

[wildgalegirl]

Charlie was here and since the stereo was being difficult and refusing to play anything she wanted to, well... She decided that if you couldn't beat them, join them.

So, anyone stopping by would hear Charlie attempting to play whatever the stereo threw at her - and not doing too badly of a jonb either.