First Floor Lobby; All Day Tuesday.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle was all ready and excited to be womanning the table in the lobby for the Masquerade ticket and the flower sales today, sitting with a generous offering of cookies (very, very, very free of the influence of pink), coffee, and a few of the star-shaped paopu from the store, hoping to get people hooked or, at the least, interested.

In her spare time between calling out to people passing by, she was arranging the cookies in ways that she hoped were subliminal messages for people to buy stuff, either from her in the form of tickets and the flower, or later on at the store.


[[ handwavey, OOC purchase of tickets and flowers are certainly acceptable! The flower orders in that post are screen for super sekritcy. I'm here all day, EXCEPTINGa small slice of time when I have to go grocery shopping in the afternoon! Thar, happy, Noah? ]]

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[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

John found the cookie arrangement enticing and meandered over to the table. "Your cookies seem to be calling to me."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Well," Turtle said, tilting her head thoughtfully at them, "that's because,"--it's working--, "they're wonderful, delicious cookies."

And now that he was over here... "Have you gotten your Masquerade tickets yet, John? Or maybe bought some flowers for Valentine's Day?"

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"So you're selling cookies, tickets, and flowers? That's a little ambitious for one sale," John replied.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Nonono," Turtle shook her head. "The cookies, coffee, and paopu fruit are all free, while supplies last. And then the tickets and flowers are for sale, pricing depending on what exactly you'd like to get."

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Ah, so the cookies are a ploy to get me to buy other things, I see," John considered the tickets and flowers. "Help me with something, Turtle. Do all girls like the flower thing?"

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Not a ploy at all!" Turtle feigned offense. "It's just something nice to offer to my fellow students. You don't even have to buy anything. Ploy! Ha!"

But the offense seemed to fade pretty quickly and she shrugged. "I won't lie and say all girls do, sure, but I'm pretty sure the majority of them do, even if they say they don't. I'm pretty sure it's kind of ingrained in the female psyche to just sort of be all touched and stuff when their boyfriends get them flowers, even if they're all, 'Flowers? Boo, what a waste of money! They're just going to die in a week anyway, blah blah blah.'"

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Good call," John nodded, grabbing a cookie and munching thoughtfully. "I'd rather be wasteful than be the idiot who didn't buy her flowers."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Ex-actly," Turtle nodded approvingly, setting a pen within John's reached as she also nudged over an order form for the flowers. "Better safe than sorry. Consider it relationship insurance."

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Now that's an insurance I could use," John said, taking up the pen and starting to fill in the order information. "Really, there are color choices?"

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Well," Turtle said, "flowers do tend to come in various colors. That's the fascinating thing about nature, isn't it? It's pretty flamboyant."

And, if he didn't buy that, she added, "We have deer that are teal here, John. Is it really so bizarre that we might have yellow roses or purple carnations?"

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, yeah, nature. I don't think you realize how cruel it is to the male population to make us choose a color in this matter," he frowned at the options. "You should sell one color. One."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Red roses," Turtle offered. "Classic. Twelve is the magical number. Cannot possibly go wrong unless fate absolutely hates you."

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

John looked worried, "Okay, so long as you can promise red roses won't bring down the Fandom weirdness on me, I'll go with your suggestion."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Nuh-uh," Turtle shook her head, shaking a finger, "I can't promise anything like that. Promising something like that is only asking for it to happen. Fandom weirdness cannot be predicted by any known terms. However, I will supply that I think you'll be safe."

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"I guess I'll have to take the risk," John said, biting his lip. "In the name of St. Valentine." He completed his form and passed it back to her with the money.

"While I'm bugging you for female advice, this dance thing, think I should ask before I buy tickets?"

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"Usually, it's a good idea," Turtle admitted. "Otherwise, you're stuck with two tickets and total rejection and that's just embarrassing."

Turtle was, admittedly, sort of boggling at John. All these obvious questions were making it look like Jeff was a regular Casanova.

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Huh. Maybe the power of a positive attitude would help stave off rejection," he replied, feeling like he should be bold. "I'm just gonna go for it. She'll say yes."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"You're a brave, confident man, John," Turtle said, with a tone that meant that she might not exactly add intelligent to that, but, at the same time, it was another sale. "Two, then?"

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Yes, two," John nodded, ignoring her tone, idiot that he was. "Can I take some coffee for the road?"

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Hey, the further away some of it is from me," Turtle said, "the better. Enjoy."

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Thanks for you help, Turtle," John grinned, grabbing coffee and cookies. "I owe you one."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle grinned. "I'll hold you to that," she warned him, because you know she will. "Take care, John."

[withoutverona]

Romeo's good mood had been spoiled by being poisoned and having has face painted blue in religion class, but he still needed to get dance tickets. He meandered over to the table, eyes daring Turtle to say one word about his new skin tone.

"Is this where we buy dance tickets?" he asked, snagging a cookie.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Hey, Turtle had been at Fandom long enough to know when not to ask questions, although she did have to press her lips together against a slight smirk when Romeo came up. "It certainly is," she chirped. "You can also order special flower deliveries, too, if you would like!"

[withoutverona]

"Ah, flowers would be excellent," Romeo said, biting into the cookie, which made him slightly less woeful. "Show me what to fill out, and I will make some orders."

"I'm Romeo, by the way. I think we have not yet met." He considered pointing out his skin was not normally this shade, but hoped desperately the brunette knew that.