Groovy Tunes, Friday

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Today was Elphaba's first day of working Groovy Tunes, and her first day of working in general in quite some time. Luckily the boss of this place didn't need her to submit a resume or have work experience beyond 'Wicked Witch of the West'.

As it was, she was still struggling with the cash register and wasn't entirely certain how to work it. That would either end in hilarity or tragedy. And probably a broken cash register regardless.

As for the music playing today, well, Elphaba couldn't get the CD player to stop playing a rather beautiful song about burning alive in a spaceship alternating with a song about diamonds. She didn't mind either, really, but she really wished it had a loop of more than two songs.

[OOC: Open as open can get! Come at me, Fandom!]

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[furnaceface]

Hey, when you were dealing with old high school friends, 'Wicked Witch of the West' was as good an entry on the resume as anything.

It was around noon when Jono made his way down to check on his new employee, a plate with a sandwich on it in case she was hungry. Because when you lived upstairs and your employee was also your new flatmate, why not?

//Hanging in there so fa-- ah. Bloody hell. The stereo's doing it again?//

He couldn't imagine any other reason why it would also be playing Steam Powered Giraffe today.

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"I thought about setting it on fire, just for the irony," Elphaba replied with a nonchalant shrug. "But then I realized it's probably not the best behavior for my first day."

[furnaceface]

//Particularly not if you intend to continue living upstairs,// Jono agreed, scratching the back of his neck, a little perplexed. //The building suffers enough fire damage just by virtue of me living in it, after all.//

And he liked that stereo. Even when it was being a jerk.

//Is that the only complaint about the day, at least?//

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Elphaba cast a glance over at the register and then back at Jono. She then pointed at it with an accusatory finger.

"I still don't trust that thing."

[furnaceface]

//It's a cash register, Elphaba,// Jono replied. //It's probably not quite as out to get you as the stereo system is.//

True enough.

//Is it giving you trouble?//

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"It's not that it's out to get me," Elphaba said, making a bit of a face. "It's just that I don't..." She gestured, her hands held up with fingers outstretched in frustration. "It's a stupid piece of tik-tokery and I can't make it work like it's supposed to, okay?"

She did not like admitting defeat, especially to inanimate objects.

[furnaceface]

//Ah... Fair enough. Want a lesson in making this one work for you, then? It's actually fairly straightforward. First you ring in the prices, then you hit this button for the total... Ring in how they want to pay, and then...//

Jono gave the register a good thump with his fist. It made a ding, and then swung open for him.

//Piece of cake.//

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"And you have to punch it every time?" Elphaba said, slightly skeptical.

[furnaceface]

//Only when it's being difficult.//

...

//So, yes, more or less. I've been meaning to replace that.//

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"Well at least it wasn't just me, then," Elphaba said with a bit of a relieved sigh. "You set me up for failure, I see how it is."

Pay no attention to her smirk.

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//I had to do something to make up for the lack of an interview,// Jono teased. //Congratulations, you've figured out the trap, so you get to keep the job.//

A beat.

//And this sandwich.//

He wasn't going to eat it.

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"What's in the sandwich?" Elphaba said, eyeing it carefully. "You trying to poison me already?"

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//It's only a touch of arsenic,// Jono replied, rolling his eyes. //Honestly, I thought you were made of tougher stuff than that, Elphaba.//

Arsenic, or perhaps some lettuce. Tomato. Cheese. Mayonnaise. Mostly just whatever Jono had been able to scrounge from the fridge without too much guilt.

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Elphaba took an even closer look.

"...Cheese?" She frowned a bit. "Did you ask the cow for the milk, and it gave it willingly?"

Elphaba Thropp, picky Vegan.

[furnaceface]

Jono shrugged his shoulders and then lifted a corner of the bread a little.

//The soy-cow was most amenable to the creation of this cheese. Said it kept her in steady employment,// he replied. //And the soy-chicken that laid the soy-eggs for the mayonnaise also gave me her permission, personally.//

In other words, yes, Jono had remembered that Elphaba was vegan, and had stocked the fridge upon her arrival with some of the basics. He'd dated a vegetarian before. This sort of thing was difficult to forget. The tomato and the lettuce he'd totally sniped from whoever had put it there before, though.

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"...thank you," Elphaba said after a pause, and a little smile. "You're a much better sandwich maker than most flying monkeys, so you might have another career to fall back on if this whole place burns down in a freak stereo fire."

[furnaceface]

//That's what I was aiming for,// Jono chuckled, pulling up a chair and straddling it backwards, arms up on the back. //Job security.//

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Seifer was in desperate need of new music or something, that was the only thing he could figure out because his stereo absolutely refused to play anything and his mp3 player wouldn't even turn on.

Or maybe the island was just making him get out and socialize more. Who knew.

Anyway, he headed into Groovy Tunes and got his first look at his old place of employment, and the person working there.

"Did we have classes together at one point?" he asked, because she definitely looked familiar.

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"Well it depends," Elphaba said, shrugging a bit as she went over an inventory list that was way beyond her for a first day of work. "Did you ever go to Shiz?"

Yes, she was being a smartass.

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Seifer could appreciate smartass. It was his favorite survival tactic.

"Nope, never heard of it."

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"Then maybe it's possible we went to classes together at the school," Elphaba said, looking at him a little more closely. Unfortunately, he wasn't seeming too familiar to her, but it had been quite a long time. "But it's been some time for me, so you'll forgive me if I sat behind you in a class about magical snail farming or something."

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"I think we might have just seen each other in the halls, because I think I would have remembered you in the door knob licking class."

It's sad that he wasn't even joking about that class.

"Yeah, it's been a while since I graduated too. Six years for me."

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"Six years for me as well," Elphaba said. "Probably less for the island."

She shrugged. "You have a name, Mr. Graduate Six Years Ago?"

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"Seifer Almasy. I'm from the same place as Squall and Rinoa," he told her. Most people seemed to remember Rinoa.

"So, what brought you back?"

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"Life," Elphaba said, knowing it was a very vague answer, but it was all she was willing to tell a mostly-stranger. "Though I suppose that's what brings anyone here, back or for the first time."