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[cottoncandypink]

Wilford comes into the bar with a small tape player, a stack of tapes, and a laptop that manages to both be small and clunky all at the same time. This isn't supposed to be his job, but the only other person in the building who was stupid enough to admit to knowing how to do it just walked out. So now on top of everything else, it is Wilford's job. With nothing but a pack of stale vending machine chips to keep him company, Wilford sets up at a table to transcribe a bunch of poorly-recorded phone interviews.

He can't wait until stuff all starts going digital.

Happy Hour

[notapilot]

Sam's visit to Milliways today comes with a price as he gets the infamous napkin. "Alright, Lady, I got you. Before you go though, can I get whatever crazy kinds of lemonades you can manage? It's Spring right?"

Bar provides and soon Sam is standing in front of an alchemists dream of beakers, tubes, and coils.

Specials:
Lemonades of all kinds
Alcoholic available on request, as are frozen or mixed.

Half-off if you try the purple stuff.
First drink free if you wear a pair of sunglasses from the box.

To the side of him is a box filled with crazy sunglasses. He seems to already have his pair picked out.

Unnoticed by Sam is a little cardbox booth, about the size of a mug, which reads, "The Counselor is In"

[OOC: And I need to run to an appointment. Happy Hour in slows, but more tags are welcome.]

Labyrinthy OOMs

[tu_vas_triompher]

((After all that IMDB flu business, Harry and Feuilly catch up with each other and decide to go out for some fresh air away from the germs. (Or to rebalance their humors.) They find the Labyrinth, and end up with some flashbacky bodyswappy strangeness: Feuilly finds himself at a point in Harry's past and Harry finds himself at a point in Feuilly's.))