The One in the Lobby

[huntersdaughter]

Who: Anyone!
Where: Central Perk Paradisa Perk aka The Lobby
When: Monday. All Day.
Notes: Threadjacking. Action. Prose. It's all welcome.



[The lobby coffee shop is somewhat peaceful. Though, Jo is trying to figure out her menu plan for the holiday and how to get Julia to not be so depressed over her own brother being a jerk. It's really not Jo's fault. Of course, he was always the favorite, so she's really not surprised to see this huge fall from grace. It just upsets her to see her friend (and her brother) so upset.

Honestly, her brother is miserable. If she has to look at Gwaine and hear that sad, near-honking, '...hhhhi' again? Yeah, there will be blood.

You can find Jo buzzing between the kitchen in the Lux and the couches in the coffee shop. She should be working, but it's the middle of the day! Who wants to work?]

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[whatialways_do]

[after her amazing performance of Smelly Cat, Max is going to step down and grab herself a cup of coffee and chill with her friends. Feel free to come by and pay her compliments.

Or tell her she was terrible. There's no guarantee she'll believe you, though.]

[modernholmes.livejournal.com]

[Conan cringes. He'd come by the Perk to get some coffee. Strong and black, if he could get it. Only to hear THAT performance.

Although he was tone deaf, Conan had sharp ears for music. He could hear every time a note was out of tune even a little. This was definitely a disadvantage right now.]

...That was interesting?

[whatialways_do]

[beams up at him, because one does always love praise of their talent]

Thanks!

[modernholmes.livejournal.com]

Why that song?

[whatialways_do]

I wrote it myself.

[modernholmes.livejournal.com]

...Why?

[whatialways_do]

Because ... I wanted to write a song and I felt inspired?

[modernholmes.livejournal.com]

What inspired that?

[whatialways_do]

My cat. His name is Zack. And I was thinking of this cat back home who was really smelly, and it just all ...

[holds up her hands and weaves her fingers between them]

[itwas-raining.livejournal.com]

[Of course, Julia knows all of the words to "Smelly Cat". It's kind of a natural consequence of hearing it 5,000 times (whether she really wanted to or not).

But right now? She'd take "Smelly Cat". She'd take anything to distract her from what transpired a couple of days ago.

The performance is over by the time she arrives. As soon as she spots Max, she'll come over and take a seat at the table too.]

How was the turnout?

[whatialways_do]

[glances up at her with a smile and nods]

It was good. Everyone seemed to have a good time.

[itwas-raining.livejournal.com]

[Somehow, she doubts that. But, hey, she's not about to be the one to completely burst her friend's bubble. Max's optimism is the kind she needs right now.

She returns a small smile.]

I'm glad.

[And now she'll be turning to see if she can get someone's attention. Coffee is a good idea, isn't it?]

[whatialways_do]

[Optimism is what she can provide. Once Julia's done ordering her coffee, she inches closer]

So. How're you doing?

[itwas-raining.livejournal.com]

[Sigh. The questions. Always the questions. She appreciates the concern, sure, but after a while, they tend to get old.

She puts off answering for as long as she can.]

I'm... fine.

[Lies.]

[whatialways_do]

Mmmm-hmmm.

[Max does not buy that for a second]

[itwas-raining.livejournal.com]

I am.

[Oh, hey, is that her coffee coming? That totally spares her from more of a response, and provides a good cue to change the subject! So she'll latch onto that. Once she gets her coffee, she'll sip on it in silence for a few long moments before finally speaking up again.]

Seems quiet for this time of day.

[whatialways_do]

[shrugs as she leans back in the couch]

Some more people will make their way through, eventually.

[huntersdaughter]

[She'll come up to hug her friend after the performance.]

So... good.

[whatialways_do]

[hugs tight. she's so glad they're pleased]

Thanks! I worked really hard on it.

[huntersdaughter]

I can tell. It really had that hard work needed feel to it.

[whatialways_do]

Good!

[and with that, she'll pull her back down onto the couch]

So how are things going with Gwaine and Julia?

[huntersdaughter]

[Jo shrugs. Julia is her best friend and Gwaine is her brother. It's really difficult to be in the middle of all of this.]

Gwaine is miserable, Julia is upset -- I'm not sure how it's going to pan out but they're both going to be at Thanksgiving. So we'll see.

[whatialways_do]

[nods]

They'll figure it out. They usually do.

[huntersdaughter]

I hope so. This whole not picking sides when I shouldn't pick sides, but end up picking sides thing? It's difficult.

[whatialways_do]

They shouldn't drag us into the middle of it.