Jaina was not quite herself today, so she would not be opening up the bar. On Monday she was going to have withdrawals from having gone this long without showing up to work ( Read more... )

First shipment of the new year had arrived and John was carefully going through it. Most of it was stuff for sale, but there were also some books he'd been after for his own research into the Yellow Eyed Demon Problem, as well as some hunting supplies -- enough for his own occasional hunt as well as to restock Dean and Alec the next time they came ( Read more... )

The day his eldest was coming home for a visit and John was stuck at the shop because of an unscheduled delivery. How did he get into this owning a business thing again?

He was doing his best to get it all put away and organized as quickly as he could so he could get home. In the meantime though, the Magic Box was open.

John was actually pausing in his demon research today to go over the shop's books. It wasn't exactly his favorite pastime, and it hadn't been even back in the days when he had the auto shop and didn't know what went bump in the night. Still it had to be done, and so here he was, elbows deep in invoices, orders and receipts ( Read more... )

John was doing inventory today. Because it needed to be done. It was in no way an effort to distract himself from the fact that his eldest was leaving tomorrow.

Nope, not at all.

The Magic Box was open.

John was in the shop, organzing the latest shipment and being quietly grateful that nothing in it or his house had turned human ( Read more... )

Zoe was getting caught up on principal type paperwork so John had brought Grace with him to the shop today ( Read more... )

Zoe had been busy with the welcome picnic yesterday and with the events of the past week, both of them were a little twitchy about taking Grace out, especially where there was going to be crowds, so John had stayed home with her and postponed his shift at the Magic Box until today. You could do things like that when you were in charge. He still ( Read more... )

John was whislting when he opened the Magic Box today.

It had taken calling in a couple of favours but he had got what he was after.

Tomorrow was going to be pretty sweet as a result.

The Magic Box was open.

John had been up bright and early and off to the shop so hadn't noticed yet that there were a number of small people running around that weren't usually there.

How long his state of blissful ignorance would last was open for debate.

[ooc: open, especially for any wee ones, and most especially for wee ones he is related to.]