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Thursday, November 21st, 2024

The holidays were fast approaching. Granted ones that Steven would personally be celebrating weren't until later in the year. But shopping season would be there before anyone knew it.

Which was why, among his usual tasks, Steven was making sure the souvenir items were on clear display for sale, as well as a notice that they did do gift wrapping if anyone needed.

Well, Steven would do the gift wrapping. It wouldn't be terribly fancy but he'd do his best. At least he wouldn't run the risk of getting feathers accidentally stuck in the tape.

Otherwise he was behind the welcome desk and ready to greet anyone who came by.

[open]

beautiful_boc

Boc was in the store that day, but you might not have realized it when first walking in, because Boc was, unfortunately, a bit....well, stuck at the moment.

It was really quite tragic. There had been a new shipment of winter coats arriving at the shop that day, and he'd very foolishly decided he'd simply try to carry a large mound of them over to the front to put them on display better. He had deeply underestimated the weight of such fine warm coats, and only got a few feet before he realized the error of his ways. His arms and legs shook a little bit in warning, but before he could even cry out for help from the cashier, the pile of coats fell right onto him, burying him as effectively as a landslide.

So he would be spending a good amount of time trying to get himself out from under those coats, and if anyone wondered why the pile was making all those grunts and whimpers and appeals for assistance, well...

Although there were a few times when Boc wondered why he should even bother. It was rather comfy and warm here underneath the coats, perhaps he actually wouldn't mind staying...

Pixie Dust is open!

x_wondrous_x

It had taken Stewart a remarkably swift amount of time to understand exactly why, when he came into the store that day, the stereo was playing only Carly Rae Jepsen, and he didn't want to talk about it, and if anyone asked, he was going to insist he had no idea except that maybe, clearly, obviously, it was all just to torture him.

Just please ignore when he eventually pulled out his mixing equipment to start working on a few new tracks.

With his headphones firmly on and ready to switch over to some Slayer tracks if anyone actually came in and asked about that.

Ahem.

Groovy Tunes is open!

drumsticksandd20s

Steph had spent most of yesterday in a fit of cleaning, rearranging, and restocking the store, which... didn't leave her with a whole lot to do today, and with several of her groups of players being on hiatus for the next couple of weeks due to holidays she didn't have a whole lot of game prep work to do either.

Which meant spending all her downtime arguing with -- well, not with people on the internet, exactly.

"Are... are you really trying to say that dude deserves all the credit for doing shit when the person who actually did is right fucking there?"

At least she was just ranting at her screen instead of typing?

[OOC: Open!]

ifwebeworthy

Toward the beginning of Thor's shift at The Devil's Nest, Tiny had asked Thor if he had plans for Thanksgiving, and Thor had reminded him he wasn't American. (Not that that had stopped him participating in Avengers Thanksgiving feasts in the past, but...well, no use dwelling on that.) This had offended Tiny somehow, and now he was apparently not speaking to Thor, which was just fine by Thor.

Specials
Cranberry Vodka Martini
Maple Old Fashioned
Apple Cider Mimosa

The Devil's Nest is open!

mustbeawitch

Lydia had sent out the appropriate messages to the usual attendees of Supper Club, and hoped they had gotten the news to anyone she had missed or anyone new who might be interested in attending about this week's destination, and now here she was at El Burrito Loco, hoping that someone could tell her and her Regency English taste buds which menu items went extremely easy on the chile peppers.

Welcome to Supper Club! El Burrito Loco is open!

the_best_sister

It wasn't even 10:00 AM and Yelena Belova had already confiscated two tainted energy drinks, a suspicious set of sous vide egg bites that smelled more like despair than eggs, and a homemade flamethrower masquerading as a leaf blower. She wasn’t entirely sure if the gremlins at the Stark lobby Starbucks were trying to get on her nerves or if it was just a typical Thursday.

The chaos, of course, didn’t stop there. A drone had gone rogue in the building, its maiden voyage abruptly turning into an aerial reenactment of a drunken goose. It buzzed, sputtered, and finally nose-dived directly onto Yelena’s desk.

"Fantastic."

She glared at the smoking remains and mourned the loss of her favorite pen and adding “malfunctioning drones” to her mental list of security risks. Not that she was bitter about the pen.

Ok. She was totally bitter about the pen. But she wasn't going to admit that to anyone as she mopped up the coffee and cleaned off the burnt remains of the drone from her desk.

witchoftheflesh

Sadly bookless, Adrian made his way to Pick Your Poison today, ready for a full day's work. He had some excellent ideas he was looking to write down for new products and an organizational shift to run by Pam. As soon as he got behind the counter, he was all set to grab a notebook and start writing things down - which would have been much easier to do if he hadn't turned into a stand of black hollyhocks in a lovely black wood planter.

Well. This sure happened.

[Trying to catch up with everything the week before a major holiday while getting major appliances and having a sick cat and a guest over after a con weekend is very hard! Sorry, Adrian, you're a plant until next Monday]

flamesburned

Since Thanksgiving was next week, Liz wanted to take the time to make sure as much of the monthly financial report was as complete as it could be and that the rest of her emails and paperwork were answered and finished. There was still a fair bit to do, so she was spending her morning busily working on the rest of her admin tasks so that she wouldn’t have to worry about them for next week.

[the Photo Hut is open!]

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Thursday, November 21st, 2024

Thursday, November 21st, 2024

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Pixie Dust; Thursday [11/21].

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