Caritas, Saturday Evening
Ellen spent only a little time taping up the zombie band - for some reason, the female zombie smelled like perfume and decay, which was just about as bad as you could imagine and then some.
Propping open the doors, she made a mental note to ask GOB what the hell he did on Friday nights that she ended up having to air the bar out so often.
...On second thought, she probably didn't really want to know.
[OOC: Ellen's available at the bar, or mod Tino if you prefer. Fandom Chicken cast party in the lounge!]
Propping open the doors, she made a mental note to ask GOB what the hell he did on Friday nights that she ended up having to air the bar out so often.
...On second thought, she probably didn't really want to know.
[OOC: Ellen's available at the bar, or mod Tino if you prefer. Fandom Chicken cast party in the lounge!]