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[playdohsmash]

[There are a handful of fliers scattered across the castle, town, and tacked into strategic locations in both places. Pretty font printed on artfully crinkled yellow paper reads:]

Congratulations!

This flier is a coupon good for
one free slice of pie at The
Pie Hole. Bring it in and
enjoy a complimentary slice
on the house!

Under new

Comments

[perpetualized]

[Jack's on his way to town when he spies one of the fliers, pulling it down with a smile and making his way to the Pie Hole. Pie sounds good. Really good. And since it's free, had can't really pass up the opportunity. Stepping inside the shop, he waves the flier with a grin.]

I heard you're dishing out free pie?

[playdohsmash]

[Chuck is halfway through sliding a blueberry pie onto a glass display near the counter when Jack steps inside, and she turns to smile sunnily at him, lifting a hand in greeting.]

That's absolutely right. Best pie in town, I can guarantee that.

[..though not made by her yet, since she's still on her baking loss.]

I'm glad to see people are finding the fliers. I'm Chuck.

[perpetualized]

[It smells heavenly inside as Jack slips onto a stool at the counter, twisting back and forth slightly with a happy smile on his face. Little things like a pie shop made the world a wonderful place.]

Nice to meet you in person, Chuck. Jack Harkness, we've talked through the journals before.

[playdohsmash]

[Chuck is inclined to agree. She considers him for a moment, before her face lights in recognition.]

So we have! That's the worst part about those journals -- it's so easy to dismiss someone you've talked with before as a total stranger. [She lifts her hand to lightly rap her knuckle against the display case.] Any certain flavor I could get for you today?

Written

[is0latedthinker]

[Alan had found one of the fliers earlier and hung onto it, just in case. Free pie was always a treat - he supposed he could always wish for some, but that wasn't the same as the homemade kind.

The Pie Hole - that certainly wasn't a room in the castle, as far as he knew. He'd been mentally mapping its halls for awhile. So he finds a pen and writes underneath her message.]

I've never been - where can I find it?

Written

[playdohsmash]

It's in town!

[And, here, Chuck will scribble in some directions.]

There you go. I hope to see you soon.

Action

[is0latedthinker]

[Having received his directions, Alan makes his first excursion into town, examining the buildings as he goes. He smells the Pie Hole before he sees it, and soon steps through the door.]

Hello there. Thanks for the directions.

Action

[playdohsmash]

Why, hello there!

[Chuck beams at him as he steps inside, leaning on the counter.]

Not a problem at all - I'm glad you could make it. What can I get for you?

[payback]

[Free pie? Oh, Rin is so there. The bell on the door jingles as she opens up, journal in hand!]

[playdohsmash]

[And Chuck will just beam at her and smile, leaning forward against the counter.]

Hi, there! Welcome to the Pie Hole!

[payback]

Hey! I saw you had a coupon out? [Waving her journal.]

[playdohsmash]

I do! Come on over, I'll get you a slice.

Charlotte Charles

[bro_codebreaker]

Hi there - I'm Barney, I own the coffee shop down the road from you, the WildKat.

I was wondering if you'd be interested in doing some cross-business promotion type of thing. You know. You leave coupons for your place at mine, I do the same, something like that?

((WTF LJ why you post my comment twice. SORRY! <3))

Barney

[playdohsmash]

That sounds great. I've never actually been to the WildKat, but I'd be interested in stopping in to see what it's like.

And nice to meet you, by the way.

((No problem!!))

Charlotte

[bro_codebreaker]

Hey, come on by whenever you want. I'm usually there in the mornings, till about lunch-ish. [and by morning he means whenever he rolls out of bed and gets his butt down there, now that he's got enough staff to open]

Charlotte

[playdohsmash]

Alright, then! I'll stop by there in the morning around eleven, if that's alright?

dictated;

[walkinthruwalls]

[ Kitty found the flier earlier and had planned on popping down, though she saw Chuck's note first and decided to reply instead ] What sort of pie?

dictated;

[playdohsmash]

Just about any you can imagine, actually. [Chuck sounds thoughtfully distracted.] The blackberry is my favorite that we've got right now.

dictated;

[walkinthruwalls]

I might have to try that one then. Recommended pie sounds like a good choice.

Is your loss over?

dictated;

[playdohsmash]

Nope. The kitchen staff has taken that over for now - I don't want to risk poisoning anyone.