Mike Lane (
newroutines) wrote in
fandomtownies2016-08-13 08:22 pm
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Caritas, Saturday Evening
It was a pretty ordinary night at Caritas. The band was playing some random Pink Floyd-y medley, Tino was being sulky over in a corner, and Mike was behind the counter doodling in a notebook.
He couldn't spend all evening cleaning glasses, you know. It was just a smart move to use some of his work hours on... well, his other work.
[ooc: Open, no ocd! Because I'm lazy. Come drink anyway.]
He couldn't spend all evening cleaning glasses, you know. It was just a smart move to use some of his work hours on... well, his other work.
[ooc: Open, no ocd! Because I'm lazy. Come drink anyway.]

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Well, Mike only had reason to expect one person he didn't didn't recognize by face to come in and call him by name. He straightened up some.
"Hello! And, uh, welcome to Caritas."
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He gestured to the ones he'd found so far. "Many of them seem to consist of simple glass tanks, leaving the decorative aspects to the contents. I thought it might be interesting to make the tank a part of the feature as well."
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[ooc: Jeez I am the slowest of the slow. Apologies!]
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[No worries! :) SP is always good.]
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Funnily enough, that had always been the case, his previous career included.
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He was going to look into the materials he already had back at the mansion, for one thing. Because he had a bunch.
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"I'm available at least part of most days; let me know a time that works for you, and you can see the room and take any measurements you like." He smiled. "I'll even offer you lunch or dinner."