Lilly is sitting at a table with a huge cup of coffee, a notebook, fabric swatches, a sex toy catalogue, the Kama Sutra and various pamphlets about the multiverse's most common STDs.

You know, it is hard out here for a pimp.

Salieri is at the bar with his usual white wine and bowl of snacks, whistling the central melody of the Mass that he's currently working on, and occasionally scribbling in a new chord when the inspiration takes him. Mostly though, he's simply drinking wine and watching the residents of the bar.

Lee's acquired a set of clean clothes - though he hasn't disposed of the old set, just yet - and a room for himself and Hester.

Right now, they're outside, checking out the lake area and trying to decide if there's enough space to be worth getting a balloon.

The tune is easier to remember now, and after practicing a few scales, Salieri finds himself once more in the bar. He buys a glass of wine, picks up his sheaf of music, and settles down at the piano to play. Something spritely, thinks Salieri, to raise the spirits.

It's obvious that he's not concentrating particularly hard.

The door opens, and an old woman enters ( Read more... )

Salieri has not stepped in to the bar for half a year.

For Salieri, however, a bare week has passed since the last dischords had pulled him back to Vienna.

Is it... busier here, he wonders, as he looks around. It's familiar, though, and familiarity is a good thing. So is a glass of white wine, and a little bowl of sweetmeats, and a soft stool by ( Read more... )

So, a filmmaker walked out of a bar. Or, he tried to. Details? Fine.
A total dead end.
Mark walks up to the door, and opens it. Beyond it is a brick wall, with an old-filmesque sign on it. Forgetting something? He stares at it for a moment. "First of all, why is a wall talking to me? Second of all, I'm sure as hell not forgetting anything. I have ( Read more... )

*Crowley, followed closely by Tonks, stomps irritably down the stairs into the bar, looking at his watch. They head over to the bar proper, and, whilst Tonks occupies herself with ordering drinks, Crowley glares at the spot above the bar where he has, upon occasion, seen a television. Eventually, out of sheer embarrassment, one appears. Crowley ( Read more... )