First Floor Lobby, All Day (Friday)

[not-jaded-yet.livejournal.com]

After having broken a carafe and having to redo most of the cart (donuts with glass shard sprinkles were not something she thought was safe to feed the student body), Jennifer took drastic measures to makes sure cart number two went better.

She reverted back to being her 'normal' self. So there's be normal, petite Jennifer Walters in the lobby, ready to serve you pastries and various forms of caffeine for most of the day, barring her History final.

And she wasn't sulking about being her normal self. Really. She was just bummed that classes were over, honest.

[ooc: Open! I will be around to grab pings for a short bit this morning, and then after work!]

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[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

Leda, pulling a suitcase behind her (in her uninjured hand of course), headed through the lobby.

"Bye Jennifer." she waved.

[not-jaded-yet.livejournal.com]

"Bye Leda," Jennifer said, waving. "Want a donut for the road?"

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"Oh, yeah that'd be great. Got any chocolate glazed?"