fandomtownies | The Arms Hotel, Saturday

Normally Nikolai wouldn't give a damn whether or not the portals were working correctly this weekend. If they were down it meant that he didn't have to worry about too many people checking in or checking out, interrupting the phone calls he needed to make in order to keep his job back in Hollywood in spite of his absence, after all. Except that one of the routes that had been closed off had been the very one that Gunther's order for the kitchen had been scheduled to arrive by, and so at the last minute, Gunther was forced to find alternative ingredients for his special of the day.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials:
Local Trout with Apple Pearls, Lemongrass Gremolata Crumbs, and Mosel Riesling Butter Sauce
Grape Judas

"Okay, Gunther," Nick sighed around lunchtime as he readied the impending finger-airquotes, "I'm okay with you just grabbing your 'dessert' from the Turtle & Canary on the way back from your fishing trip and all, but I don't suppose you could've taken the time to scrape the fur from your 'trout' before serving it to the guests?"

[OOC: Open and OCD-free!]