Groovy Tunes, Friday

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Elphaba was absolutely not just napping in a chair behind the counter as smooth jazz echoed through the store. Not at all. She was merely resting her eyes after an overlong evening of reading everything she could about Jane Goodall. So if you heard her snoring quietly over the dulcet tones of saxophone, you were absolutely mistaken.

[ooc: Open as always!]