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Dite's Decadent Delights, Monday Afternoon

The last place Karla wanted to be was at work (or, you know, on the island at all), but unlike people kept insinuating, she knew her duty and she did it. And she'd be damned if she was going to skulk about and hide in her room, regardless. So here she was, chin up and head high, inventorying the stock since it was doubtful they'd be getting any deliveries soon.

There were a few more snow globes left, but she was saving those. In case there were people about who wished to share their uninvited opinions about her actions the other day.

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However well that's gonna go over.

Cassidy was just practicing her aural and sight shields at their highest strength to see what she could do, really. That was why the door opened and the only thing to be seen was a pot and mug floating to the counter. The pot smelled a lot like hot chocolate and mint.

Nothing to see here but chocolate for you, Karla. Really.

Cassidy is not at all ~~hoping~~pretending that she is really invisible to Karla of all people.

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When the door opened, Karla glanced up and noticed the blank spot that meant a lighter Jewel was shielding itself. "I can see you," she murmured.

...Not that that was stopping her from pouring herself a cup of hot cocoa, mind.

And smiling, just the slightest bit.

The shields dropped.

"Good thing I wasn't really trying to hide from you now, isn't it."

Even tired, Cassidy was doing her best to be cheerful.

"Well, I wasn't entirely certain it was you," Karla admitted. "Just someone with a lighter Jewel than me. And somehow I'd doubted it was Shira."

The odds of it being Surreal were so small as to be laughable.

"I'm the only one that would try to sneak you mint hot chocolate," Cassidy said with a grin. "Shira would have tried to tonic you." Her smile faltered. "If Shira tries to tonic you, please at least pretend to take it?"

"Can't I just remind her that I'm a Black Widow too and a Healer to boot?" Karla asked, giving Cassidy puppy eyes. "Dun wanna tonic."

Oh, Karla. Like that mattered.

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Jono wasn't exactly expecting a walk in the park. But yesterday at rehearsal Karla had been...

Off seemed like a good word for it, only violently so and with a penchant for brutalizing Beethoven. And he wanted to ask about it, but with the way she was glowering at the world at large, he had decided that right there in front of the rest of the cast was a bad idea.

So, naturally, cornering her at work seemed like the better option. Big blue man alert, standing in the doorway with an eyebrow raised and his arms crossed over his chest.

Karla mimicked his stance at once, pulling herself up in a defensive posture. "Are you here to yell at me?" she ~~sulked~~ demanded.

Oh, Karla.

"I can hardly yell at you before I even know what's happened, can I? Stopped listening to radio, figured I'd get all the information I need on the notice boards. All I know is that you were doing nasty things to my piano, yesterday."

Well, it wasn't his piano. Not really. But he was allowed to be a little possessive.

"So. Do I get an explanation, luv?"

"I eventually played right," Karla mumbled at the counter.

And then taking a deep breath, she announced, "Warren and I broke up on Saturday. Actually, I broke up with him."

So, if there were any ~~icons you wanted to use~~ comments Jono wanted to make about over-inflated, popinjay egos, now was probably the best time.

Well. That was unexpected. Sadly, ~~the icon in question had the wrong face~~ the fact that it seemed so... so out of left field threw Jono enough that he didn't have any disparaging comments handy. Yet.

"... You aren't joking."

No, really. Unexpected as hell.

"What happened?"

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Francine had no uninvited opinions to share; just cupcakes.

She had opinions, but they amounted to I don't care what either of you did, you're both my friends and this is no time to make yourselves MORE miserable than the universe is already doing so kiss and make up NOW, dammit, or I will cry, or at least try to make you feel better with baked goods which she had the presence of mind to be aware should not be shared.

Which is why she was saying it with cupcakes. (And pretending she was mature enough not to blush when she came in here anymore. Pretending.)

"Karla?"

Francine. Karla was momentarily grateful that Katchoo wasn't with her. It was doubtful that Francine was going to yell--since Karla wasn't molesting Merlin--and Karla had had it up to here with yelling.

"Hi, Francine," Karla said, giving her a wan smile. "Good to see you."

Present circumstances (all of them) notwithstanding.

"Greetings." Francine held out her basket of goodies and offered a smile that was not quite as wan, though a tiny bit unsure. Was anyone managing a real smile this week? "I bring sugar and lack of judgement."

Or awareness that nobody had solicited her absence of opinion, either.

"You have no idea how thrilled I am about at least one of those things," Karla said, reaching for the basket. "These smell delicious. I know you brought them for me but--" she picked a cupcake up and held it back out to Francine. "Share?"

Then she set the basket down, pulling out a cupcake for herself and busied herself with peeling at the wrapper. She wasn't hungry, but she wasn't going to say that in front of someone who knew her appetite .

"Do I really even want to know what's being said?"

Like Francine would turn down baked goods no matter how dire the situation? Even baked goods she hadn't baked herself, what with the lack of a kitchen. She took the cupcake Karla had offered and set it on the counter to do her own unwrapping.

"I only heard what was on the radio: that you tried to go home, and then you and Warren..." Well, she assumed Karla knew that part and she didn't need to say it. "So I thought you maybe could use a friend and some cake. Or at least the cake. Everybody can use cake."

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Jon was bored. And tired of drinking. (Shh, yes, that was possible.) So he was going to bug people. Starting with Karla.

"So, I hear you pulled one of my stunts. Don't you know I have those patented. Which means I can sue."

"I didn't pull any kind of 'stunt,'" Karla said to him, pulling a sour face. "I just tried to go home. Which is somehow everybody's business."

"Hi, Welcome to Fandom. Where everything you don't want people to know, is blasted all over the island."

Yeah, Jon was being a bit sarcastic. "I meant, the jumping in with your plan despite what everyone else wants you to do. I think I should sue for copyright infringement."

Hercules had made a promise. So, here he was, just... casually browsing the store. Really. He wasn't keeping an eye on Karla or anything. He was just a shopper. A shopper who just happened to be loitering.

And possibly kept laughing when he found certain products for sale he thought were absolutely unnecessary.

At first, Karla had tried to ignore Hercules, since he wasn't coming over to talk to her. But then he started laughing and hanging around, so finally she glanced over with a slightly irritated, "What?"

Hercules held up the box (http://store.baconsalt.com/Naughty-Bacon_c_43.html), still snickering.

"I think someone has taken things a little too far," he said.

[ooc: Link SFW, but possibly not safe for brain.]

Mini-Morton knows customer service!

As always, Karla's bitchy moods are not mine.

Though I'm still battling a cold, so pings will probably continue to be slow.

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