Second Floor Apartment:Tuesday Afternoon after work

[ryn_ancilla]

Ryn laid on the couch in the living room to the apartment, her arm over her eyes, a blanket thrown carelessly over her.

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[frogwasanass]

Whatever George had been doing as she came into the office, it had obviously not been working.

She was bouncy, half dancing to the headphones music blasting into her ears and carrying two coffee's that Walter had handed her as she had stepped into the elevator to come upstairs.

"Morning!" she sang out, half salsaing to Michel Buble.

[ryn_ancilla]

Ryn uncovered her eyes. "It's morning or are you just being a tease?" Ryn said moving slowly to her side to smile at George.

[frogwasanass]

"What?" George said rather loudly before tugging her headphones off, "Sorry, what? I couldn't hear. Music."

[ryn_ancilla]

Ryn blinked slowly "I said is it really morning or are you just teasing me." She said with a smile before closing her eyes.

[frogwasanass]

Quickly she shifted the cups to the desk, sans costers and looked at her kitty watch.

She's having a very spastic day.

"It's eleven. So still morning. Coffee?"

[ryn_ancilla]

Ryn's eye peeked open at her now and nodded. "I do. Thank you." She said leaning halfway off the couch to take a sip of hot coffee. "Walter?" She said with a slight smile as she took another sip. Two hundred years to Walter's coffee she found next to none that compared.

[frogwasanass]

"Yep. Accosted me at the elevators," George grinned, bouncing as she drank her own quickly.

Obviously she has already had ALOT of the stuff.

[ryn_ancilla]

Ryn took several more sips and raised her eyebrow. "Give me just a minute to bounce off the walls" Ryn said stretching again. "What's on the agenda for today by the way?"

[frogwasanass]

George paused for a moment, the continued bouncing.

"The head guy down in the ballroom broke something, they can't find the sculpture you ordered and we need to find a new catering company."

Easy.

"I was thinking Mexican food."

[ryn_ancilla]

Ryn, who's coffee cup was halfway to her mouth stopped. "What the hell happened with the catering company?" She growled.

[frogwasanass]

"Uh, they are gone? Like the buildings caught on fire and burned to the ground. Nothing left, not even the cute little sign out front. I saw it. So no to the Mexican then? I guess it's not very patriotic but I really like tacos."

[ryn_ancilla]

Ryn rubbed her eyes for a moment and then sat up. "No it's fine, tacos are fine. There's a more patriotic celebration in the town for the 4th. That's Detective Monroe's headache thankfully. I just...I think a taco bar could work, some pina coladas and tequilla and such." Ryn said with a nod looking thoughtful. She smiled at George and sat down her coffee. "So tell me." Ryn said closing her hands onto George's knee. "What else would you do to fix this disaster?" Ryn was feeling more awake now, her eyes drank in George's face for a moment before she got back into work mode.

[frogwasanass]

"Get a pinata to replace the sculpture, and maybe put large streamers over the broken window so when the breeze blows in it will look good."

[ryn_ancilla]

Ryn nodded in consideration. "Mmmhmm. Ok. Those are all really nice ideas." Ryn said sipping her coffee. "So, the window isn't going to be replaced until after the weekend." Ryn sighed. "I don't...well I like the taco bar idea very much. It's fun and festive...however I think the streamers might be a bit much with the broken window. I think perhaps some covering for now on the window but the pinata may work...have a huge one...put in some money...gift cards...things like that you think?"

[frogwasanass]

"Yeeeeeeeeeees." George said slowly.

Bounce.

"And maybe even vouchers."

Bounce.

"Wait that counts as gift cards right?"

[ryn_ancilla]

Ryn's eyebrows went up in higher, they almost looked as if they would disappear into her hairline if they went up anymore.

"You're very awake today aren't you?" She said laughing at George's bouncing.