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Jarod was at work. No, really, he was there. The fact that Tino was manning the bar and the band had taped themselves together--well, Jaye was leaving town today. Any rumors of the zombies being taped to Tino in a feat of distractedness on Jarod's part and him being made to sit down at the end of the bar, away from the tape, were surely exaggerated and started by squirrels who were out to get revenge on Jarod for some imagined slight.

Except for the part where Jarod was down at the end of the bar, nursing a cherry Coke and, presumably, waiting for Jaye.

Jarod opened the bar on time as opposed to this post and waited to see whether or not any of the new students came in. He set out candles and lit them, so the entire bar looked much better.

The zombies didn't really care much one way or the other, and tuned up carefully for a capella and acoustic night.


[ooc: Jarod's here until 11 pm EST, or please mod Tino (also mod Tino for large groups)]

Jarod was quiet as he opened the bar and taped the zombies (the drummer wanted to try something new and asked to be taped to the stool and drumsticks), then settled back behind the bar to continue trying to hack Parker's laptop for the information about where she'd gone the day before.

If he looked like he hadn't slept in over twenty-four hours, well, it was because he hadn't.

Jarod was looking suspiciously at M. The kitten was looking very pleased with herself and wasn't interested in the treats he offered her. "If you ate Becky's bird, we're going to have to go live in the park."

M showed her concern by licking her paws and washing her ears.

"You won't like it. There aren't any pie crumbs there," he offered, waving the treat in front of her face.

More washing, a flick of the tail.

He was pleading a little bit now and put the treat on top of the reception desk. "Please tell me you didn't eat Jacky-bird."

She mewed at Jarod and sat down, looking at him expectantly. He picked the treat up again, and this time she ate it daintily from his fingers.

Jarod chuckled and scratched her between the ears. "You spent way too much time with Parker."

Maybe he'd call Sydney later.

A bit bemused and confused by the activities of the previous weekend, Jarod was happy to return to Caritas and open the bar, which had been mysteriously undamaged by the snow monsters. Even the zombies were still in one piece (well, the drummer was in two pieces, but that was the same as it had been on Thursday, so he counted it as the status quo.

He couldn't decide whether he wanted Parker to show up or not.