The Magpie Emporium, Thursday (5/21)

[drumsticksandd20s]

There was a large box of... packs of index cards on the floor behind the counter, and Steph was staring at it in utter perplexity.

"I'm pretty sure this isn't supposed to be our shipment," she said to Little Bot, who was rolling around the box and poking experimentally at it. "Unless there's a really weird new trend in CCGs that -- you know what, I don't want to know."

Little Bot gave her a sympathetic beep and plucked the invoice out of the box to give to her.

"Okay, looks like I have some calls to make," Steph said, sighing, and reached for the phone.

[OOC: Guess what I saw first when glancing around my desk for an inspiration. Just guess. Open!]

Trooper Station, Friday

[pocketpretzels]

A porg had gotten in to the station, somehow. Every single one of the Troopers had a different story as to how. Honestly Watts wasn't overly concerned with that. It was Fandom, things happened. Including the wildlife wandering indoors.

The problem was that every attempt to catch the porg and set it back outside had so far been met with failure, and that did not look to be changing any time soon.