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Yesterday, Mr. Universe was bored and - as has been happening increasingly often since he died (and lost his complex and his many many screens and Lenore along with his life) - too lonely and just too plain claustrophobic to ignore it.
So he came downstairs, and he talked to Billy and then Garion, among others.
Now he has a new project, an apprentice of sorts, and is on a retainer to work for Riva at some future point.
He also has a table, covered with various pieces of paper - a roughly and not at all artistically drawn schematic of the bar among them, and a list of equipment. This last gets added to regularly.
He has plans to make.
So he came downstairs, and he talked to Billy and then Garion, among others.
Now he has a new project, an apprentice of sorts, and is on a retainer to work for Riva at some future point.
He also has a table, covered with various pieces of paper - a roughly and not at all artistically drawn schematic of the bar among them, and a list of equipment. This last gets added to regularly.
He has plans to make.