Trooper Station, Monday, March 3, 2025

[grenadesandohana]

There was a tiny rodent protest out in front of the Trooper Station, with raccoons parading around holding up "If You're Cold, We're Cold, Let Us Inside!" signs (and one that had a sign that read "Vance Skis in Jeans" that Steve didn't understand, but the raccoon seemed very passionate about and he wasn't going to ask).

He finally opened the front door a crack to yell, "You own a brewery! Go there!"

They shuffled off down the road and Steve made a note to add this encounter under problem solving for his annual review.

The Trooper Station was open and your chances of getting rabies had gone way down!

The Devil's Nest, Monday evening

[texted3times]

Eric came into the bar today to see Tiny experimenting with different green dyes in beer.

"That better be for Mardi Gras," Eric warned. "We're not skipping ahead to St. Patrick's Day."

The bar was open and Tiny was now trying to turn beer purple, too, and pretending like he hadn't forgotten.

Pizza Planet, Monday

[carbsliftthespirit]

It was Lundi Gras, but Raiden wasn't allowed to go to New Orleans this time of year. The service workers had enough to deal with without Gluttony dropping in.

That was okay. He could bring the spirit of New Orleans to pizza!

Specials
Crawfish & Andouille Sausage Pizza
Red Beans & Rice Pizza
King Cake Calzone

Pizza Planet is open! Laissez les bon temps rouler!

Pick Your Poison, Monday

[joan_of_bark]

It had taken a couple of days for Pam to wrap everything up - the research, the store, which she was keeping in name-only just in case anyone else got any ideas. But it was Monday, now. And she was packing.

The store was open, technically speaking - the sign was turned. But the proprietess herself was going around putting things in boxes, going through inventory, her mind somewhere else.

Gotham.

Home.

[[ last post for pam in fandom for... a few weeks, max. ah, canon. open! ]]

The Magpie Emporium, Monday [03/03]

[giveittoyoursister]

Vacation had left Vi feeling pretty great, and she couldn't help but notice there was still something lingering in teh air, if Little Bot breaking out his pirate costume, and the rpg display tables were any indication.

One person who wasn't feeling it was Saffron, who had been forced to endure yet another abandonment. Woe.