Caritas; Wednesday [02/06].

[not_a_bird]

"Hey, Tiiiino?"

Nails. Like nails on a chalkboard, that voice, and Tino cringed, bracing himself for whatever gem was about to come out of Sweet Dee, considering she'd been eyeing the zombie band with narrowed, speculative eyes and clearly thinking very, very hard about something.

"They ever use that stage for, you know, something other than the band?"

And so he pointed out the karaoke equipment and mentioned a few times, sure, it'd been used for a few other things, and Sweet Dee nodded along thoughtfully, and he almost regretted saying anything.

"Okay," she said, bobbing head, still cleaning that same glass she'd be cleaning for the last half hour, because, apparently, maintaining this grand scheme while doing something else was a bit beyond her ability. "I see...I see. Good. That's good! Good to know..."

Yeaaahhhh....he was going to go ahead and have a bad feeling about this one...

Caritas is open!