Empire Records and Bidet [5/10]

[notentirely]

Lucas opened up Empire with every intention of making it a Greatful Dead kind of day.

So who the heck had stuck a Hoku album into the stereo, and why couldn't he get it back out?

Alas, it seemed he was stuck with girly pop, today. It was catchy, though. . . .

[ooc: Empire Records and Bidet is a music store and art gallery. Come by to shop,

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[oatmanspatient]

Marty walked into the store and gave Lucas a friendly wave. "Hey Boss-man. How's business?"

[notentirely]

"Marty. Same as usual, really." Which meant, unfortunately, slow. "You don't work today."

[multi_madrox]

Jamie, who was exploring the town after registering for his workshops, just happened to be walking into the store at that point.

He looked at Marty and scoffed at the suit. "Where does he work? A funeral parlor?"

[oatmanspatient]

"I work here, Pal," Marty said sharply. "Or at least yesterday. Did I mention to you Lucas that I'm taking the first summer term off?"

[ascended_being]

Orlin wandered in, one of the few appearances' he had been making recently.

"Hey, you have any Pavorotti?"

[notentirely]

"Of course." Lucas pointed to indicate the right section. "How are you, Orlin? I haven't seen you in awhile."

[ascended_being]

"I've been... well I suppose the term used here is 'emo' and holed up. But then realized I needed to get my act together so I'm not totally useless."

He shrugged, "How about you?"

[notentirely]

"Same as usual, pretty much. When my employees aren't trying to scare the hell out of me."