Room 518/520, Tuesday evening

[demonbelthazor]

After his workshop, Bel shimmered to the mainland to fetch large amounts of sushi and sake. Lots and lots of sake.

Phoebe was busy picking out CDs. He didn't quite understand her musical choices, but hey, it was bouncy.

This was going to be a fun night.

[ooc: open to thems who know who they are -- crashers can knock if they wish. :) ]

Comments

Re: Arrivals

[nadiathesaint]

"Is the seafood guy usually that crazy, or was he making a special effort just for me?"

Re: Arrivals

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Did you give him a chocolate bar? He gets quite testy when his blood sugar is low."

Re: Arrivals

[nadiathesaint]

"That did not occur to me, no. I was too busy trying to convince that other guy that the carrots didn't mind being boiled. He finally acknowledged that that was better than being eaten alive."

Re: Arrivals

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter snorted and shook his head. "Right. That one was definitely having you on."

Re: Arrivals

[nadiathesaint]

"I thought he might have been. Made me fight to give the cowboy lady her veggies, though."

Re: Arrivals

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"I didn't know they were going to do that, I'll have you know."

Re: Arrivals

[nadiathesaint]

"I didn't think you did."