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The Magpie Emporium; Friday [03/17].

Graham had not been privy to all the various other positions in which the plushies in the shop had been doing battle that week, but they had, in fact, moved yet again, their struggle as epic and evident as ever, but Graham himself, alas, did not have much time to appreciate it, as he (with a jaunty new green feather added to his cap) was making good on his promise of a little jellybean pow-wow with Leroy from his broadcast earlier.

"So, anyway," he was telling Leroy, dutifully separating out some of the rum jellybeans for the squirrel and some popcorn flavored ones for him and some motor oil flavored ones for Little Bot and some tuna flavored ones for Saffron to ignore, "she's a redhead," a knowing look and maybe even a bit of a wink, "her name is Amber, and she's one of my best squirrelfriends from back home, I think you'll really like her, I hear she even has some connections to the Royal Family of Avalon, but she likes to keep that a little on the downlow because she doesn't really like to put on airs. Now, obviously, I can't really suggest you guys be penpals, because squirrels in my world don't know how to write, but...Llewdor is lovely this time of year, and when is the last time you've had a vacation, anyway?"

Leroy opened his mouth to say something, but Graham cut him off with a little bit of a chuckle. "School trips," he said, giving him another knowing look, "don't count! You guys work really hard on those things! I think maybe a real vacation could do you some good. Maybe get out there, see different parts of the multiverse, meet some new people. Meet some new squirrels...."

Leroy didn't really look convinced yet, but that was fine. Graham had plenty of jellybeans.

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Because you wouldn't want to disturb such an important squirrel therapy session, really, and you know what you're here for. Even if what you're here for is just idly wandering the shelves, that's totally acceptable, too!

The squirrel therapy session, however, is interruptable, and if anything, it might give Leroy some time to reflect on some of what he and Graham have been talking about.

Since it was St. Patrick’s Day, Guillermo decided to go with an Irish theme for his baking. He had his usual containers of empanadas, plus a couple of extra containers for Graham and then he had also decided to make Irish Apple Cake and Irish Shortbread.

“Hi, I’ve brought the snacks for tonight,” he smiled, unaware that he was potentially interrupting a squirrel therapy session.

Hey, Leroy was a radio squirrel. He was familiar with the habitual beats of a Friday, so eventual interruptions were definitely expected. "Hey, Guillermo!" Graham sent out a greeting when he came through the door. "I'll be right over!"

Then he leaned in toward Leroy with a small smile. "You work on those jellybeans, buddy," he said, "look over that Llewdor travel brochure, and you let me know what you think, I'm going to go talk to Guillermo for a bit."

Leroy gave him a withering look and murmured something around putting another jellybean into his mouth, and Graham gave him that withering look right back.

"I am not rubbing it in," he insisted, and Leroy chittered something back, and Graham almost responded somewhat angrily, but stopped himself, because he knew that Leroy's comments were only coming from a place of hurt. "Well," he said instead, "you just think about it, okay?"

With that done, he moved around the counter to meet Guillermo and help with the containers as usual, giving him an apologetic smile. "Sorry about that," he said, cocking his head back toward the counter. "Leroy's had a bit of a week."

Edited 2023-03-17 11:54 (UTC)

"Oh is he okay, I've heard some of it on the radio but I think I lost track what was happening," Guillermo admitted as he adjusted the containers slightly so Graham would be able to take them, "it sounds like there's a lot going on,"

Well, it was mostly because Guillermo only listened to Graham's radio session and that was why he was a little bit lost on what was happening.

Graham sighed and shook his head a little, but the glance he cast back toward the counter was one of the utmost sympathy.

"Classic tale of unrequited love," he explained. "He's been carrying a torch for a while, but the woman of his affections is only interested in igniting her flame elsewhere. I'm trying to introduce him to some of my nice squirrelfriends from back home, but it's been a pretty hard sell, he's got it pretty bad, but I think the jellybeans are helping."

Guillermo winced at that, “oh that’s terrible, he must be really bad if he doesn’t want to go out with anyone else,” he said, “jellybeans are comforting,” he nodded, tilting his, “I could bake him something as well, if you’d think it would help?” he offered.

"Right now?" Asked Graham, feigning shock and awe and clearly teasing. "Here in the shop? Zounds, Guillermo, I knew you were good, but that'd be something else!"

He chuckled a little at his own joke, before adding, "But I think that would be great! Maybe you could do a nice nut bread, or something? Ooh! Or a rum cake! Just...."

He hesitated, before leaning forward to whisper conspiratorially, importantly. "Nothing with jello," he advised, then winked, and pulled away again.

"I was also going to share some of your churros and empanadas," he revealed. "I know they always make me feel better."

Guillermo laughed and went slightly red, “maybe not right now,” he admitted, “but I could make him one for next week and I’ll definitely make sure not to have any jello,” he promised.

He smiled at the last part, “I did make extra containers for you,” he told Graham shyly, “there’s plenty to share,”

Did you ask for a Muppet in a white sweater and a green tam o' shanter to come into your place of business? Did anyone?

And where was that piano music coming from?

"Meep meep mee mee--"

Enjoy Danny Boy, at least until Beaker bursts into tears at the finale!

All last Friday, music was coming from out of nowhere to provide a soundtrack to Graham's life; he was definitely not about to question unexpected pianos and serenades.

And Graham was going to enjoy it, thank you! He was going to enjoy it a lot, giving Leroy a little nudge and a look that seemed to say see? There are so many great things out there other than moping all day about some girl who's just not that into you, and when Beaker finished, he applauded enthusiastically, calling out, "Beautiful! Fantastic! Encore, encore!"

He would have whistled and cheered, too, but it felt like that would have been a bit much for the tone of the song.

Encores led to Beaker catching fire in some improbable way, so on your head be it, Graham!

Now Beaker had a violin (From where? Who cares!) and was breaking into "Drunken Sailor."

Charlie was coming to visit, obviously, but she waited while Leroy continued to pour out his heart to Graham, occasionally chipping in with a 'you deserve better' or a 'listen to Graham, those sound like amazing squirrels'.

Thankfully, Leroy got to a point where he just rolled his eyes and let out a new squirrely tirade about how Graham would never understand, with a demonstrative gesture toward Charlie, and Graham gave him an awkward, apologetic shrug before excuse himself to go talk to her.

"Thanks for coming in clutch with the backup there," he told her, leaning in with a bit of a stage whisper. "It might take some time, but I think he's really getting there!"

"No worries," Charlie said. "How are you doing - other than the Leroy situation?"

"Oh," Graham smiled easily at the question, "I'm doing great! I don't even mind the Leroy Situation. I wanted to help! He just really seemed like he could use a friend, you know? And how 'bout you, Charlie? Good day so far?"

"Getting better by the moment," Charlie assured him. "It's Friday after all!"

It's Friday, so at least one game will be going on in the Game Lounge, but there's always room for more!

For all your snacks, snacks, and...more snacks!

And also socializing with your fellow players and obviously spending way too much time getting distracted by memes and stuff before actually getting around to playing the game. You gotta get it out of your system now, to not be so distracted!

Libby had, of course, bought some of the soda bread she made yesterday in her class, as well as the usual vegetable offerings, and she maybe picked up a few of fancy jams from Nell's shop to go with the bread, too.

They could go with the vegetables if you really wanted them to, as well, probably, but why would you want them to?

Jo arrived with her usual boxes of sweets and chocolates, "hello," she smiled, looking forward to the evening.

Kurt was there, of course, with a bag of goodies for everyone. This time the treats included homemade trail mix and some cheddar popcorn. Simple this time, but still perfect food for snacking while playing out whatever epic adventure Graham had in store for them!

"Where we last left off," Graham said, finally getting the ball rolling on the game and launching into what was probably his most informative and necessary recap yet, "the party had just been approached by a mysterious woman who asked for help in defeating the bandits who attacked her and her party, just as they were attacking your party now. Some of you were too distracted by the fight to notice, but Wind Over Surf assured the woman that they were on the task! Guillermo and Esthrana, you both have the opportunity to react, as well, if you'd like, or we can just move back to the fight now that this new element has been added, which would put us at Amenken's turn."

Then he looked over at them expectantly.

Feeling much more able to focus and contribute to the game this week than she had last week, Libby jumped right in, grinning over at Belle for a moment, and then at Graham, before reporting, "Esthrana is also going to join in with an equally encouraging, 'Yes, don't worry, ma'am! We will avenge--' but she cuts herself off and shakes her head and says, 'I mean, avert these terrible bandits from here in no time!'"

And then she settled back in her chair, looking terribly pleased with herself over that one.

Edited 2023-03-17 11:29 (UTC)

lol, who tf is voting for Graham in this poll? smh.

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