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[itty-bitty-o.livejournal.com]

Olive finds herself behind the bar (not for the first time), and today she's in a much better mood.

She contemplates the board, then writes: 

Sing your order [preferably in rhyming couplets], get half off.

Olive hums quietly to herself as she cleans down the bar, waiting for customers. This is a familiar scenario--considering this bar is at the end of the universe-- but a comforting one.

[ooc: Come one, come all. And threadhop.]

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[sunbaked_baker]

"My specialties are also in the dessert field, but I'm not often making pies," Sunshine says. "Every Friday in spring, summer and autumn are pie days. Strawberry-rhubarb, cherry, apple... But mostly people come to Charlie's Coffeehouse for the toxic sugar-shock specials I make."

[itty-bitty-o.livejournal.com]

Her eyes widen.

"And what might those be?"