Groovy Tunes, Saturday [7/11]
When Hurley went to open the doors to Groovy Tunes, he was a little surprised to see a guy waiting there for him. A short, portly, heavily bearded fellow to be exact.
"...can I help you?" Hurley said. "I mean, we're not supposed to be open, yet."
"Dude, you left me behind!" the man said. "That is seriously not cool. I do all that work for you, and when you get to take a little vacation, you leave me behind, trapped!"
Hurley sort of stared.
"What... huh... wha?" Hurley articulated.
"Dude, it's me, Four-Dee! I got, like, arms and legs now, man. It's great! I got... oh man, you have no idea how much I've wanted to do this," Four-Dee said.
"Do what?" Hurley said, right before he was promptly smacked on the back of the head. "Hey, ow!"
"You got problems, dude," Four-Dee said. "So now that I can actually do something about it, I'm going to. Starting with work today. We're going to double-team this place, got it? You're the charm, I'm the brain. And then, oh man, we're going to go find some people."
"...people?" Hurley said, a little overwhelmed.
"You've got some 'splainin to do."
Hurley went along with it. He opened up the door to the shop and started the opening procedures. Four-Dee picked the mix, all electronica, all the time.
"Dooooo-dooot, dooot-dee-dooooo-doot," Four Dee sang to himself as he helped organize the CDs.
Groovy Tunes was open.
[ooc: OCD first, please Open!]
"...can I help you?" Hurley said. "I mean, we're not supposed to be open, yet."
"Dude, you left me behind!" the man said. "That is seriously not cool. I do all that work for you, and when you get to take a little vacation, you leave me behind, trapped!"
Hurley sort of stared.
"What... huh... wha?" Hurley articulated.
"Dude, it's me, Four-Dee! I got, like, arms and legs now, man. It's great! I got... oh man, you have no idea how much I've wanted to do this," Four-Dee said.
"Do what?" Hurley said, right before he was promptly smacked on the back of the head. "Hey, ow!"
"You got problems, dude," Four-Dee said. "So now that I can actually do something about it, I'm going to. Starting with work today. We're going to double-team this place, got it? You're the charm, I'm the brain. And then, oh man, we're going to go find some people."
"...people?" Hurley said, a little overwhelmed.
"You've got some 'splainin to do."
Hurley went along with it. He opened up the door to the shop and started the opening procedures. Four-Dee picked the mix, all electronica, all the time.
"Dooooo-dooot, dooot-dee-dooooo-doot," Four Dee sang to himself as he helped organize the CDs.
Groovy Tunes was open.
[ooc: OCD first, please Open!]