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Valentine really didn't have much to do today, which was why she was mostly spending it at the shop, reading Twenty-Five Hues of Puce behind the counter.

And trying not to laugh.

Flipping a page idly, tilting her head in what looked like thought, she was doing her best to remind herself that stopping by the Boards when she was finished and taking the sign for auditions up by doing a dramatic reading was a terrible idea.

Today's Squishy flavors: Purple Prose, Bad Fanfic, Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

[[ and Tony/Val thread gets a little NSFW with ACTUAL QUOTES that are NSF LIFE ]]

With consideration to the complications that went along with working at a shop when you didn't have hands, Valentine was feeling incredibly appreciative of having a tech-savvy friend and an AI system in her bedroom. She'd gone to Samus and Jarvis with the task of creating a voice recognition system for the register, for those days when you were feeling less than capable of navigating the touchable features, and then they even stepped it up one more for security by throwing in a few other little details in recognizing the face and retinas to help prevent elaborate theft.

It seemed a little overkill at that point, especially considering that they had security cameras, but, at the same time, she knew how easy it was for someone to just wake up as you some days.

At the moment, though, Valentine was just having fun throwing her voice into different pitches to see it that worked, trying to imitate Apu effective, and just generally testing the range of what the new register could do. She'd have to make sure to talk to Frank about getting his voice in there; she still wasn't sure if she trusted Britta with the privilege yet.

Today's Squishy flavors: Technologic, Super Spy, Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

Valentine was mostly working on a new Help Wanted sign, since Britta had decided to contribute her own thoughts about how, apparently, getting a job was like becoming a slave to the corporate puppeteers and everyone needed to be made aware of it through scribblings on the original sign.

She worked on that after putting together a sign announcing that the various collection of potential gifts for Mother's Day were on sale 15% off, unless they were animal soaps. Those she was adding in for free, because they were cute.

Apparently, this job simply required one to make a lot of signs. Valentine felt she was building a whole new useful skill set here.

Today's Squishy flavors: Posterboard, Glitter, Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

After getting everything settled in her new apartment and crashing at the picnic to surprise a few people, Valentine was ready to come into the store today and see what kind of state things were left in. It really didn't surprise her to find out that most of the dirty work from getting things organized from a few owners ago had been taken care of by Samus...documents scanned and uploaded into the computer system, the ordering process greatly streamlined...and were those LED lights underneath the SquishyBot?

This was going to be even easier than she suspected. All the really had to do today was go through the schedules and see where the gaps needed to be filled in, and figure out the feeding schedules for all the animals.

Today's Squishy flavors: Nostalgia, Throwback, Grape Judas

Turtle & Canary is open!

Considering the recent outbreak of little blue men with stick fingers, Valentine almost felt that the theme for today was too easy. However, it was just too good to just forsake for something more clever.

There was even a sign brought into the matter: Feeling a little blue? Let Dite's help you!

Because she'd carefully picked out a color-coded display by the counter, with something for the ladies, something for the gents, and, naturally, something for the both of them to enjoy together.

Meanwhile, she was just going to sit there and be amused by how well Demosthenes managed to sound like a complete idiot in the paper. Man. It just brought her back.

Dite's Decadent Delights is open!


[[ and all links very NSFW, except that last one. That last one goes way beyond NSFW and straight on into Not Safe For Life. ]]

There was a benefit to working today. Since it was the ninth day of the ninth month of the ninth year, Valentine had managed to concoct a reasonably believable theory to propose to Gunther that made it clear that it would bode ill for anyone who did not take extreme caution today. As such, she was best left out of the kitchen and at the desk, for who knew what sort of evil could be wrought in the midst of 09/09/09? Nothing good, that was what.

Gunther had been incredibly skeptical, although the points Valentine made were at least intriguing. He decided it wouldn't hurt to play it safe, but vowed that next week, she was not getting out of helping. Which gave her a whole week to think of a new excuse.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Special:
Figgy Piggy Cornish Hens

The Arms Hotel is open!

Valentine was still trying to fish out, if you will, a reason why the fish came about as a promotion. Maybe it was an aphrodisiac sort of thing? She didn't really try to evaluate it too much because she was feeling fairly lazy today, and, besides, it would be kind of nice to have some fish to watch swim around in the tank when she got bored with finding random stuff to put out on the counter to display just how weird some people's libidos could be.

Of course, that didn't stop Valentine from sticking to the theme. Not only had she found a friend for the vibrator being offered as a prize, but she had found many other sea-themed toys to bring it all together a little more.

The water theme even allowed her to find something new for torturing Turtle.

New! Vote for your favorite fish to join our new fish bowl!
You can choose between the Clown Fish, the Red Lion Fish, or the beautiful and many colored Discus Fish!
Vote and get a new vibrator - Free!
Hurry! Only three days left!
THIS MAY BE YOUR LAST CHANCE!

Valentine's own vote went for the Lion Fish.

Dite's Decadent Delights is open!

[[ and many links NWS, but hilarious ]]

The last day of phys ed class had definitely left Valentine incredibly exhausted and sore and never, ever, ever wanting to do anything like that again, which, to her, just proved that the IF was right about one thing: she'd probably be too physically lazy to ever be a good soldier, although she might not have been so bad or adverse to it if she'd been training since she was five like most Battle School students would have been. Right now, though, twelve years after the fact, she was very definitely not a physical person.

She was, however, a cerebral type, and so giving the brain a nice little push off the edge was always welcome. There were plenty of options for that around here, too, but Valentine found the best ones to be in the form of crazy toys from Japan, which she brought out to proudly display and hopefully make people who came in uncomfortable. She had to admit, though, that the most interesting one to her wound up being the assumingly innocent Egg. Man, she'd never get over how completely innovative the Japanese were.

Dite's Decadent Delights is open!

[[ and those links are totally, totally NWS. Who the hell allowed me to have this job, anyway? ]]

A lot of the novelties of the store were just too frivolous for Valentine's disposition today. She was feeling thoughtful and, even worse, cunning, but, thankfully, there appeared to be some options to take care of that.

There were several interesting erotic chess sets on the shelves, but she felt there was one that suited her sense of class a little better, and she set up the board at the counter. Her intention was to take the game to another trying level in playing against herself and employing two very different but equally effective strategies for the two sides. Unless, of course, a better opponent showed up. However, in that case, Valentine preferred checkers. Chess with a Wiggin was likely to either be too devastatingly short or just last for hours, and she was supposed to be working, here.

Dite's Decadent Delights is open!

[[ and links NWS! ]]

It was almost a little sad that there hadn't been any copious amounts of singing or anything really even that remotely strange going on to inspire Valentine to choose a few featured items for her shift at the store, although she was considering anything that might be good slumber party squirming fodder for later (though she'll probably be good and and there had been dirty football. So, there was a whole sports theme today, easy enough.

And Valentine would be behind the counter, working her way through something decidedly sexier.

What? She was a nerd.

[[ link is NWS in content, though it's an MSNBC report, so it's much tamer ]]

Sometimes, Valentine Wiggin was just a horrible person.

Though thoroughly pleased to find herself not in the mood any more to randomly break out into song at random interjections, she felt others might perhaps miss the music in their lives and had compiled together a series of merchandise to offer to them based on that fact. Which included products driven to the tunes on your iPod, musical condoms, and rather inventive instruments.

The crap people came up with. Although, really, Valentine rationalized that at least people were using their creativity into something like this instead of more effective ways to kill off mass populations. You could get some use and entertainment out of a toy that played music, but a musical A-bomb was probably less likely to be enjoyed.

Dite's Decadent Delights is open!

[[ and links NWS! duh ]]

Valentine knew that P.E. wasn't exactly going to be her favorite class in the world, pretty much lacking all of the psychological and philosophical nuances she preferred in her class, although there would always be the paradox of having a man the size of a whale instructing it to keep her occupied in a pinch.

However, the fact that it would be followed up by her shift working at the store in the afternoon (on time, thank you) made up for it nicely. The possibilities of discourse here were endless.

And so were the variety of the nature of the products, Valentine was discovering, as she stocked the shelves.

Stocking the shelves, yes. And product research. The things people came up with. If humans put as much creative energy into other pursuits as they did their sexual aides, they could be a race of supergenius beings in no time.

Decadent Delights is open!

Valentine's 'reward' for having passed Gunther's weekly vocabulary and grammar test almost made her want to start giving off the impression that she was actually a complete linguistic imbecile from here on it. Her flawless score gave her the 'privilege' of helping out in the kitchens today to prepare the daily special...or, more specifically, to prepare the fish for the daily special, leaving Valentine feeling and smelling like she'd spent the morning rolling around in a fish market.

She was seriously contemplating swiping up one of the keys to an empty room just so she could shower, because it was probably expected that the chef should smell of food, but Valentine hardly thought Miss Connell would appreciate that her deskie did, too.

And at least there was a slight hint of cilantro that seemed to make it not so bad.

WELCOME TO THE ARMS HOTEL!
Today's Special:
Grilled Whole Fish with Roasted Tomato-Chili Sauce

The Arms Hotel is open!

Gunther had seemed all too eager to help Valentine with her German today, even though Valentine had tried to explain to him that she hadn't planned on working on her German today. However, there weren't any sausages involved today, so Valentine supposed she should take the help while it was relatively lacking in traumatic experiences. But Valentine started to realize one problem with his correcting her grammar and spelling every five seconds, and that was that shouldn't he be, you know, cooking and doing his job right now?

Gunther said he had it covered.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Special:
Gourmet PB&J

The Arms is open!

As she settled into a chair across the table from Chuck, it might have almost seemed like a normal night where there weren't mutant alligators outside that they had somehow, probably narrowly, missed entirely.

As normal as a day that involved Valentine being on a date could be, anyway.

She seemed to be doing well in acting like it was normal, too. She'd researched, a little, on how people usually dressed on dates, and followed the advice, and she was holding off on pointing out weak spots on the alligators that she and Dr. Brennan may have found earlier during the necropsy.

"So," she said, perhaps taking the normalcy a bit too far in seeming completely calm about the fact that there were alligators outside as she opened a menu (but that part wasn't exactly intentional), "I've never actually had Thai before, I don't think..."


[[ Valentine's with her daaaaate, of course, but the restaurant is open for all your Thai food needs. Assuming you can get past the gators. ]]

Valentine figured she'd gotten off on the right food when she came in for her first day of work at the hotel. When the indomitable Gunther asked her, in an indignant huff, what was to be the special today and she told him that she didn't really care, make whatever he wanted, it was the start, she felt, of a beautiful relationship.

As she settled in behind the desk, she wished she'd brought something to read. But it gave her a chance to familiarize herself with a lot about the hotel, this way.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
TODAY'S SPECIAL:
ROSTBRATEN MIT PILZFÜLLUNG

The Arms is open!