GOB was practicing an illusion behind the bar tonight. It was called The Sword of Destiny.

That's why he was wearing a mask and brandishing a sword tonight. And that's why he was chasing Tino. "If I mess up, I'll just get thrown out of here for a couple minutes! It's can't hurt you! COME ON!"

[OOC: Tino will throw a punch at the first person who ( Read more... )

Naminé was having a private conversation with the pepper-shaker. "You're certain it will be all right? And no one knows about this space?"

He reassured her.

"And the door?"

The cheese-grater volunteered to take care of all of that.

"Monday it is," she beamed. "I can't thank you enough."

Today's specials board:

EXPRESS YOURSELF ( Read more... )

There was a stage set up in the park by the duck pond. A bit farther away were merchandise and food booths. The food was free and the merchandise was overpriced, but the music cost nothing ( Read more... )

Tomorrow was a Very Special Night.

Jude was just a leeeeetle distracted.

Please pay no attention to the doodles on various napkins.

And the dreamy, staring-off-into-space look.

Totally normal.

Luke's is open.

[[Stupid work. Stupid commute. Stupid chores. *grumble*]]

Phoebe helped tape the zombies to their correct parts and talked to them for a few moments about their music.

She was in a pretty cheerful mood and thought that today's workshop had gone pretty well... even with the interesting Arthurian discussion that Wyatt and Anders had segued into ( Read more... )