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Groovy Tunes, Sunday

Ah, visitors' weekend. Full of all the delight and drama of... basically every other weekend on the island, if Jono was being completely honest. Lee had been occupied with the students and with Shogo back in New York this weekend and so she'd had to decline Jono's invitation. Which he understood. The fact that she'd declined it with a cheerful, "Get your skinny leather-clad butt back here and visit my kid, Starsmore," had helped cushion the blow, at least.

Which meant, whatever the case was, that he was working today rather than helping his vampiric best friend chase a toddler around the park at a brunch he couldn't partake in, which suited him well enough, he supposed. He'd thrown on a turtleneck sweater and a scarf in lieu of wrappings, since it was... well. Not cold enough to really warrant it yet, but not so hot that he'd flat-out die trying. He might get some odd looks, but not nearly as many as he would if someone from off-island were to walk into his shop for music to see a man on fire.

The stereo was doing... something... today, playing a bunch of sentimental garbage about family while Jono tried to ignore it and settled in to do paperwork instead.

//Should've taken Lee up on her invite.//

[OOC: Open!]

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Sometime early afternoon, Simon wandered into the store. He smiled at Jono and gave a little wave. "Hi! I was wondering, do you have a section for vinyl reissues?"

Jono glanced up from, sigh, paperwork, and blinked at the lad.

//Matter of fact, I do,// he replied, in that vaguely tentative tone he tended to use around folks he hadn't met before. //Smaller'n it used to be, but I still have stock in th'back, too. And a decent selection of original releases if you don't mind they're possibly second-hand and th'slips have some water damage.//

Bloody sharks.

Simon blinked for a moment before, just as tentatively, asking, "... Was that in my head?"

It wasn't a judgmental tone, or particularly scared or concerned, but Simon was still getting used to all of the ways that people could be different than what he'd previously considered normal; he definitely needed confirmation for this one.

"And, uh... There were a bunch of Teenage Fanclub reissues that came out last month, and I was kinda hoping I could find Songs from Northern Britain."

Jono shrugged and tapped the side of his head.

//Telepath,// he offered, by way of explanation. //My mouth doesn't work so well, so unless you know sign language, it's my default, sorry.//

There was another pause, and then he blinked and leaned his head back slightly.

//Teenage Fanclub, hm?// Jono nodded a little. //Saw those on my order forms, let's see if I wound up ordering th'one you want or not...//

Last month had been a little... much. Jono honestly wasn't sure what the hell he'd ordered in last month. But he was pulling himself to his feet, paperwork gleefully abandoned, as he made his way over to their modest selection of vinyl.

//If we don't have it,// he noted, //I can get it. Won't take a week, really. Delivery here's nothing if not surprisingly reliable.//

Simon blinked again, then nodded. "Oh, okay, cool. Sorry, yeah, I haven't learned sign language."

He followed Jono over to the vinyl, resolutely avoiding thinking about how much he money he'd probably end up spending in this store. "I'd really appreciate that," he added, "and maybe I'll think about some other things I could order in." He stopped and considered for a moment. "... Are you able to check other worlds for releases?" he asked. "Like, if my Earth didn't have any good-quality reissues of something, could you see if other Earths did?"

Jono just shrugged it off. Hey, he wasn't going to be weird about it, then he'd just continue speaking. Worked out well enough for him, anyway.

//I can,// he replied, leaning over and rifling through the selection before giving a saitsfied nod of his head and pulling an album out from the ones there. //Only ordered one in, but it is in. What were you hoping to find a better issue of, mate?//

"Elliott Smith's XO," Simon replied, with no hesitation. "There's been, like, no good vinyl release of any of his stuff, but that one especially is... Yeah." He nodded, punctuating the statement. "So if there's any chance you could find one..."

Jono raised an eyebrow for a moment, considering.

//I'll see what I can do,// he replied. //No promises, but hell, for all I know there's an entire reality where all music is Elliott Smith.//

All of it, throughout time.

That... gave Simon paused for a moment.

"There are worlds like that?" he asked. On the one hand, yeah, other music was great -- it would be weird to have a reality without the ~~hotness~~ genius that was Brendon Urie. On the other hand... An entire reality of Elliott Smith music sounded amazing.

Maybe for a visit.

//Multiverse is a strange, strange place, mate,// Jono agreed, holding out the record for the boy to take. //This the Teenage Fanclub you were looking for?//

It took Simon a moment, as he'd been stuck thinking about all the possible Elliott Smith music out in the multiverse (... not that he knew the term multiverse yet), but it clicked back in and looked at the record the man was offering. "Oh! Uh, yeah, that's it," he said, grinning. "This is great, thank you."

//Not a problem, mate. You get any more special requests, feel free to come in and ask about them. I've been building up my contacts through th'multiverse for a while now, if it exists somewhere, odds are decent I'll be able to get it in, if I don't have it already.//

He used to have so much more stock. Damn you, digital streaming.

Streaming was great when you just wanted to listen to something, especially new stuff, but so much just sounded better on vinyl!

"I really appreciate that," Simon said, eyes going a little starry at the sheer possibilities of the music he might be able to get his hands on now. Even if most of it was stuff he wouldn't be able to share at home -- there was just no way to explain how he'd come across, like, new Elliott Smith music, or anything like that, outside of Fandom.

"Oh, uh, I'm Simon," he added. "Simon Spier. I guess you need my phone number or something, in case you can find that XO vinyl."

//Jono Starsmore,// Jonothon replied, nodding back toward the counter. //I've got a book I keep requests for special orders in. If it exists, I'll find it, and when it comes in I'll get in touch.//

He paused a moment before adding, //So, you from a few years back, or just have a healthy appreciation for vinyl, mate?//

"Nah, I'm from now," Simon explained, thankful that he'd been around long enough to understand the question without blinking. "My dad gave me his old record player when I was a kid. and it just kinda... stuck. Most of what I have is from his old collection, but I've been adding to it for the last couple of years."

//That so?// Jono tilted his head a little. //I approve. Not many students around here appreciate it. Even th'ones who haven't gone fully digital tend to leave with CDs.//

Break his heart, kids. Go on. Break it. It was gone anyway.

"I mean, yeah, sure I stream," Simon said, shrugging. "A lot of the new stuff just isn't available otherwise. But it's just not the same, y'know? If I want to listen to, like, the Kinks, I want to listen to them on vinyl."

//You're making my bloody day, you know this, right?// Jono had to check. //Why haven't you been into my shop before, Simon? Why?//

"Because I've only been on the island, like..." Simon stopped to do the math, and laughed. "Holy-- it's been a month already."

//And this is your first time in!// Jono shook his head. //Droppin' th'ball, mate. Droppin' th'ball.//

He... hoped it was clear he was teasing.

Simon's grin should be indication that was. "Yes, well, I always was bad at sports," he retorted, "so that's nothing new."

He took the Teenage Fanclub LP, looking around the store when something else caught his eye. "Oh, hey, you have Emotion! I've been meaning to pick that up."

... Now. He'd been meaning to pick that up now. He felt a little more comfortable having that in his collection, now that he didn't have to try to explain it to any of the people back home who might give him shit over it, no matter how loving or well-meaning.

//Well, it's there for the picking up,// Jono said easily. He wasn't terribly into bubblegum, himself. He had more personal reasons, in some ways, for that. But he wasn't about to give somebody hell over their musical tastes. At least in part because giving people hell over music was kind of anathema to his job. //We'll probably keep it in stock for a while, it isn't like Carly Rae isn't popular.//

Simon reached out to grab it, then hesitated for a moment. "I... should probably wait," he decided, sighing wistfully. "Not sure it's 'responsible financial management' to get them both."

He... may have had a text from his mother asking about the charge on his debit card at the CIC, the other day, on top of the other things he'd been buying. Not that he was in trouble, precisely, but she'd said some things about wanting to make sure he was thinking about his purchases, and that she hoped he was taking care with his money while he was away.

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Jono tilted his head thoughtfully for a few moments at that.

//Well,// he noted, //we do offer an employee discount...//

Hello, Simon. Meet the devil on your shoulder. Fire and all.

Simon stared for a moment, just barely short of gaping at Jono. "Are you-- You're offering me a job? You've just met me!"

That really, really wasn't a no, Jono.

Jono shrugged his shoulders.

//You like vinyl. Resume accepted.//

... He was not hard to please when it came to this place, that Jono.

//Can you count money, work a till, help people find things? You don't even need to know instruments, though it doesn't hurt.//

"I mean." Simon blinked for a moment. This had never happened to him before. "I never have worked a till, but... how hard can it be?"

//I'm a complete bloody Luddite and I can work th'till,// Jono replied. //Shouldn't be difficult at all. I should be more worried about how you are with touchy stereo systems.//

Simon shrugged. "Won't know until I try?" he suggested.

"When would you want me to start?"

Jono raised his eyebrows. Well, might as well throw the lad right into the deep end and see how well he could swim.

//Tomorrow?//

Jon, you were a dick.

It's okay, Simon was used to that from people.

... And could be a bit of a dick himself.

"Tomorrow sounds, uh, good," Simon said, not entirely sure how he'd ended up in this situation. "... Does that mean I get the employee discount today?"

//Matter of fact,// Jono decided, //it does. But if you go using it now and don't show, I'm gonna have to be rather put-out.//

A pause. //And I might keep all the XO for myself.//

He knew how to hit where it hurt.

Simon nodded enthusiastically. "No, I wouldn't- I mean, you can rely on me. I'll be here tomorrow," he promised.

//Excellent,// Jono replied, giving a nod of his head in turn. //Look forward t'having you here, mate. And mind th'stereo, hm? It gets a little touchy.//

Yeah. That warranted a warning all on its own.

"... Touchy how?"

This was Fandom. Simon wasn't going to make any assumptions.

//Mind of its own, mostly,// Jono replied with a shrug. //Harmless, but ridiculous. I'm sure you'll see for yourself, mate.//

Jono, can you get a message to Breq for me, please? I don't have her number. I have a guest she might want to meet. We'll be down on [pier number whatever] for awhile, if she's interested. You can give her my # if you want. This weekend is hell, hope yours is going better. -K

Jono... could have texted back, but hell, that seemed too much like effort. He paused, considered for a moment, and then shrugged and replied the good old-fashioned way.

//I'll pass th'message along, mate. Hope your weekend improves.//

And, hey, might as well pass Kaidan's message on to Breq the same way. Sometimes it was just convenient to be a telepath.

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