Turtle & Canary; Monday [07/27].

[somethingwithturquoise]

Coming off a surprisingly good turn in her weekend, Summer was half-expecting to be hit with something obnoxious to deal with at the store that Monday, but it seemed that, so far, the worst she had to deal with was....Apu walking around the store with a large potted ficus plant all day.

She was just...not going to ask. Nope. Not even going to...

"...Apu?"

It was impossible, appearently, for your coworker to walk around all day with a large potted ficus plant all day and not ask them why, and she just stared at him when he gave the answer and merely said, "I don't know why I asked. I wasn't going to ask. But I had to ask. And now I'm wondering if I should go get some of my own plants and walk them around, too."

Except that most of Summer's houseplants were, you know, not exactly of a legal nature, but the catnip should be fine, right?

"Ugh, I hate that I asked! You know what? No, it's good that I asked, because now I know who I can blame when all the houseplants around here suddenly get legs and start walking themselves.

Today's Squishy Flavors
Crème Brûlée
Chicken Fingers
Red

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[mother_forker]

It was time for Eleanor to stock up. Which meant a ton of junk food and a bottle of her usual margarita mix. Grabbing a shrimp platter and ignoring the cheese panda and the weird guy walking around with a plant, Eleanor stopped and stared at the squishy machine.

Okay.

Red and Crème Brûlée she understood. But Chicken Fingers? "That's absolutely disgusting."

So of course she filled up the biggest squishy cup with the Chicken Fingers flavor.

"No judgement from me," she said piling her food at the counter. "But the Squishy flavors are weird."

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Yeah," Summer agreed easily with a shake of her head, before starting to ring Eleanor up. "Honestly, at this point, I get worried when they're actually normal flavors. Kudos for trying the chicken fingers one, though, especially since I'm not entirely sure they're talking about, you know, slightly renamed chicken tenders, or actual chicken fingers from a universe where chickens actually have fingers."

Because of course that's how Summer would interpret it.

[mother_forker]

Eleanor eyed the squishy cup warily for a moment and then just shrugged. Picking up the cup and sucking down a portion of the Chicken Flavor squishy; she held it in her mouth and savored it for a moment as if she were at a wine tasting.

Shrugging again she swallowed the squishy flavor. "It's disgusting," she declared. "I wouldn't drink any of it if I were you."

And then she promptly went back to drinking the squishy despite her declaration and started to pull out money to pay for her goods.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"You know," Summer mused, after watching that whole performance with a furrowed yet oddly intrigued brow, "I feel like, if most people told me something was disgusting and then kept drinking it, I would assume it actually wasn't that bad and they were just trying to leave more for themselves, but I've also just rung up all your purchases and feel I can say, with a certain amount of confidence, that I am definitely taking your word for it."

Not that little miss Flies-in-her-Ice-Cream was really that averse to disgusting herself.

"You're almost making me want to bring back the weekly jellos."

Wouldn't Steeeeve be happy? He'd wind up with all the leftovers now, if she did go back to it.

[mother_forker]

"Jello shots? I can be down with that," Eleanor said continuing to drink the gross squishy concoction. "Same weird flavors with the Squishy? And another thought: Have you considered Shrimp flavor?"

Yes. It's gross. But Eleanor would be all over that.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Jello shots are for the bar on Wednesday," Summer stated, firmly, with a nod. "Mondays were always for more, like, weird jello molds and salads and stuff like that. But you should definitey check out the jello shots; the first one's always free if you get roped into the Wednesday activity, even."

She was pretty sure she'd seen Eleanor there plenty, anyway.

"And, believe me, there has been no shortage of shrimp in my jello."

Her jello shots? That was another story, but now you got her thinking...

[mother_forker]

"Yeah girl!" Eleanor said holding up her hand for a high five. "If you are into shrimp jello shots I'm totally in. Even if that means I have to do crazy shirt that Mr. Judgemental with Flowy Robes forces it on me."

She took another slurp and made a face. "Then again I'm a messy bench who likes drama."

[somethingwithturquoise]

Well, Summer wasn't about to leave a girl hanging.

"If you don't show up on Wednesday now," she said, once that five was highed, "I'm going to be super pissed. But, like, not really, because then I'll just have to try to make Seivarden have more."

Because she, too, was kind of a messy bench who liked drama.

And making Seivarden do extremely stupid things was easily on her current top five favourite things to do lately.

[mother_forker]

"I don't know who Seivarden is but there's no way I'm giving up a free jello shot," Eleanor said firmly. "Or any free shots for that matter. So... yeah. Even if I don't get dragged into whatever bat-shirt activity happens on Wednesday, I'm in."

[somethingwithturquoise]

"She's one of my regulars," Summer offered, "so she'll more than likely be there. I highly recommending getting to know her; she's a riot. But I'll see you there, then. Uhhh, refresh me again on your name? Like, I know I've seen you around and stuff, but that's it, I think? And this is where I get really embarrassed if you've actually been in one of my classes..."

[mother_forker]

"I've seen you at Skywalker's thing every once and a while," Eleanor said. "I wasn't so much for classes last year. I'm Eleanor Shellstrop. You're on the radio right?"

[somethingwithturquoise]

Awww! Summer's hand went to her chest, clearly flattered to have the dulcet tones of her sarcastic voice recognized.

"That's right," she confirmed. "Friday mornings get to be my jam. Glad to know at least someone's listening to that nonsense. "

[mother_forker]

“Well, yeah! I’ve got to hear how the squirrels immortalized me for my exploits,” Eleanor replied with a small hair flip to show how much she appreciated the squirrels.