Infinite Consortium, Monday

[deathsmajesty]

Hmmm. Today's delivery probably ought to go into the back with the rest of the artifacts she considered too dangerous to be sold to the general public. But the problem was trying to move it. Liliana glared at the standing orb that was nearly the same size as she was and much heavier, as if she could intimidate it into turning into a less obnoxious size.

"Overgrown crystal ball," she muttered at it. "If this results in me having to summon the Gatewatch to see if Mancake or Elf Supremacist have artifact removal, I am going to ask them to exile you somewhere horrid, like the grease trap of a Golgari fungus kitchen."

Okay, but that was a really good threat. Just because the orb was an inanimate object that couldn't appreciate a good threat (and probably lacked the context anyway) didn't take away from the threat's quality and so there.

Pizza Planet, Monday

[carbsliftthespirit]

"Yeah, no, we're going to need a lot more eggs than that...no, a lot more eggs than that. And double the potato order." Raiden had gone out for brunch once and the place had been out of potatoes. Out of potatoes! At Sunday brunch! He was still not emotionally recovered from it, and that would never happen at his restaurant. Potatoes were too precious to run out of. "Listen, I gotta let you go, I've still got this place to run. Yeah. It's gonna be great!"

After he finished writing up the specials board for today, he needed to call the printer about fliers announcing the grand opening. Wow, who knew this was so much work when you weren't just stepping into an already running business? Crazy!

Specials
American Flag Pizza
American Flag Fruit Pizza

Pizza Planet is open!

Devil's Nest, Monday Night

[texted3times]

Did Tiny need to be making cocktails with sparklers in them? No, he did not. But it was a celebratory sort of week, he had a lot of time on his hands, and sparklers were on sale.

Eric was sitting at the bar wondering if he needed to bring the fire extinguisher closer, just in case.

The Devil's Nest was festive tonight!

Mystery Sign Theater 3000, Monday

[shapethecentury]

In a couple of days, Bucky was going to take off for Wakanda again. They kept making what felt like progress, just... Agonizingly slow progress. But, with it being the week that it was, at least Steve had already announced he'd be visiting come Friday. So Bucky had that to look forward to.

In the meantime, the theater was playing another movie he hadn't actually seen yet.

NOW SHOWING
What Can A Girl Do

It was going to be an education in both rock'n'roll as well as Jayne Mansfield.

Trooper Station, Monday

[grenadesandohana]

Steve had not opened his stitches trying to win a prize on Saturday, which he was counting as a win. (He was still annoyed that the prize he'd won was dramatically smaller than he was used to.)

He was finally reading through his cache of emails from his Navy buddies expressing that mix of congratulations and commiseration that could only come with leaving a career earlier than you'd intended to. He was far from the only SEAL to have been medically discharged, but it stung enough to read through the messages, however heartfelt, that he couldn't reply back to them just yet.

He stored them carefully in a new folder. He'd get back to them when he could.

For now, he was hoping for some sort of island-wide crime spree, either here or in Honolulu, to take his mind off of it. That looked a lot like staring into space to anyone observing, though.