After some basic dusting and cleaning, Dru settled behind the counter with her sketch book. Sketching made it easier to not think about her lack of plans for the future.

Although the weekend was almost over, the esteemed alumni of Fandom High were not getting away without one last get-together. The park had been deemed too cold for the event, so the community center had been set up again with tasteful blue and yellow streamers and real flowers on the tables, although there might have been a few paper flowers still ( Read more... )

If anyone could recall the dance from the night before, they would have thought that it was decorated tastefully compared to what was going on tonight. There were streamers, balloons and what appeared to be paper flower ornaments everywhere. All done in yellow and blue for the proud graduates of Fandom High, of course ( Read more... )

In between dusting the shelves, Dru was checking out merchandise looking for an appropriate birthday gift for Ino.

The Magic Box was open.

Once the bell or buzzer or windchime or fireball went off for the last time and the dates were all over, Jaina took her place back behind the bar for actual work. Might as well stick around and help out with anyone who wanted to chat with someone they might have clicked with on their dates, or to serve anyone who just wandered in once everything ( Read more... )

Hard to believe only nine minutes had passed since this all started, huh? The daters were still dating, hopefully no one had been transported outside due to trying to attack anyone they had to deal with for three minutes, and all they had to do was survive two more rounds before they could hit the bar.

Happy dating!

[ Post 1 | The Bar Before the ( Read more... )

There was a sign posted at the front door:

G.O.B. Bluth Presents:
The Ninth Annual
Three Minute Dates @ Caritas
hosted by A Matchmaker Named G.O.B.GOB had somehow been able to count to nine despite not being around for the previous six Three Minute Dates, but he still didn't know what 'annual' really meant. But that wasn't important. The important ( Read more... )

Because she didn't have classes on Wednesday, Dru was at the Magic Box early just in case any of the new arrivals in town felt like checking out the store.

Dru was in the back room straightening up the mess left by fighting the scorpion.

There was a sign on the counter, next to a little bell that said Ring for Service.

"So do we have any idea what it is we're looking for?" Dru asked as they entered the shop and flicked on the lights. "Or is this a case of paging through books and hoping we get lucky ( Read more... )