Goodvalor's Little Bivoli, Sunday

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Arthur had a great day working yesterday, so he made his way to one of the local restaurants and found himself a slightly discreet corner booth for brunch.

After which, he broke out that briefcase-looking thing again and went back to work. So yep, he was asleep again.

Today's Special:
Not What You Ordered

[OOC: Yep, still think I'm funny. Mod your service!]

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[fates_jaye]

So something was up this weekend, and that meant Jaye was out and armed with her camera in case she witnessed anything horribly embarrassing.

She wasn't getting much. That was disappointing.

She'd stopped in this place for lunch, and that was when she spotted the sleeping guy in the booth. Did he not know that you just shouldn't sleep in public? Did he not know what he'd get for that?

He'd get drawn on, that's what. That was why Jaye reached into her purse, found a Sharpie, and headed over to quickly draw a mustache on the sleeping guy and then went back to her seat. She kept checking to see if he'd woken up yet in case she had to act innocent, but nope. He was really out. Interesting.