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Shouldn't Randal be at the video store?

We're in the process. The video store fared far better than the Quick Stop. We're using for storage right now, and with Randal's diplomacy, I know we can turn it into a functional shop in short order, just need to order the movies really.

We'll have the stores completely open by the end of the summer ready to go. I hope so anyway.

Oh so this is after the store burned down and you guys bought it. I remember seeing you here years before that happened.

Yes, we only recently moved on from Mooby's. Though the wife is still working there in a strictly managerial capacity. Some how she was able to keep her job and position, as well as keep Elias working too. Randal and I made a hasty retreat.

Well that's nice. I'm sure Randal breathes more freely away from the ever-looming presence of Pillow Pants.

While I would love to claim ignorance, that story was relayed to me with great detail. By the sounds of it, I'm gonna bet money Randal is now extremely interested in the reproductive possibilities for Elias and...Mira or Myra.

((You're adorable. The store is being set up. We've got coffee and newspaper, but no stock. So it's just Dante and Randall, of which there is no Randal, haven't seen one around SWS either.))

*pokes head in, looking around on tippy-toes for signs of cheap, hopefully-not-so-bad-it-burns-a-hole-through-her-gut coffee* Hello?

I'm actually thinking of opening a comm to have people roam in and out of, have to talk to the mods about that. Maybe as an affiliation or something. People can roam by to meet like a neutral nexus cross-roads kinda thing

*Dante looks up from his stare at the mismatched display shelves.* Oh, hi. Yea, we're open. Only have coffee and papers though. *A cardboard sign indicated a price of 99 cents.*

Oh, thank heavens. Nowhere has just a plain cup of coffee any longer! *smiles brightly at him as she makes her way to the coffee pot*

I'm getting that impression. Though I have to admit my curiosity in possibly getting a cappuccino machine in here too.

*Dante puts down the laptop he's using for some work*

Sorry for the mess, the store is on a long road of recovery.

*waves a dismissive hand, breathing in the coffee fumes happily* Good grief, this looks great.

What happened, anyway? *Ruby glances around curiously*

*Dante smiled to himself, glad he could impress a customer with a simple cup of coffee.* ~~strange world we live in~~

Well, it's a bit of a story, but there was a fire about 2 years back. The store closed down. Me and my partner, the guy you peeked slipping out the back to do something productive I hope bought the store. We used to be workers of the store, way back when, now we're the owners.

*blinks* Good grief! Well, congratulations on the purchase, then! Seems like you two have a pretty good handle on what needs to be done, I bet, having worked here before and all. I bet you two are the best equipped to get the job done. *has definitely assumed that by "partner," Dante meant more than just work buddies.*

*Dante arches an eyebrow* Thanks. I can't say the same for my partner, but it will be nice to have a place we can call our own. We were never fond of authority or what have you, however we pretty much ran the stores, this and the video store next door, by ourselves. Making stock orders.

*is completely aware of this fact, and is considering the best tactic to mess with her*

You seem pretty accepting about mine and Randal's situation. I have to say that's commendable.

I bet! I have ridiculously vague plans of taking charge of a show or two far down the road, directing or somehow producing or something. I bet it's nice to suddenly have the final say in how things go.

*casual shrug, stirring in some sugar into her coffee cup* Well, you seem really happy! So, what's not to accept?

It's kinda fun. To be at the helm. You're in television? What are you doing now, just an actor?

*Dante nods*

That's a new way to think about it. I can only hope the community will be as accepting...*Dante sounds a little forlorn and far away*...love.

*He leans hard into a display shelf like as if he was mounting Randal*

Oh, I'm on stage. It's, you know, it sounds a lot more glamorous than it is. *makes a face*

It -- *stops short, blinking at Dante as he mounts the Randal-shelf* Well. *smiles brightly* Were you not together when you worked here before, then? I would've thought people would have been used to it.

*Randal comes walking through the front door with some boxes, looks at Dante and then at the redhead*

"Jesus fucking christ, I knew you loved this place too much. Get a room."

*Dante jolts to attention and off the shelf. His eyes wide as he looks at Randal.* "I...uh...uh...she..."

*Randal shakes his head and makes comment behind him as he heads to the small hallway that has the stock room* "If you hadn't already knocked up Becky, I was fearful for my asshole back at Mooby's."

*The stock room door slams as Randal makes his exit.*

*Dante looks from the stock room door back to the red head* "I really never have good timing when it comes to him. We're not gay. I have a wife, honest. I just couldn't help having a little fun." *Dante wears a rueful smile.*

So, uh, Broadway? Been in anything notable?

*Ruby looks between the two men as they talk, then bursts out laughing as soon as Randal walks out* You really had me going! You're pretty good at that. Jeez Louise.

*She walks up to the counter, puts her coffee down and starts digging around her large, beaten-up green purse for change* No, I'm actually more off-Broadway. Usually chorus parts. *smiles and shrugs*

*smile broadens* Thanks. I had to imagine the wife when I hopped on the shelf, but I had to commit.

Ah. Nothing wrong with that. I knew a girl or two with the big dreams of Broadway. I hope you don't give up. I hear it takes a lot of dedication and grit. You seem to have it in spades.

*Dante had a pretty decent ability to read people, made people easier to serve, not perfect, but it helped him diffuse a lot of situations*

*shakes her head, still chuckling* That'll definitely be a story to tell her when you go home tonight. "Hi, honey!," *Ruby pitches her voice down, grinning* "Pretend you were a shelf today so I could pretend to be gay with what's-his-name!"

I'm happy enough with off-Broadway productions. They're not as well financed, but that means when they go under, it's not as huge a catatrosphe.

*Dante laughs* I'll have to tell her, because Randal will tell her. He won't lie about a damn thing, but he'll make it sound a lot worse than it probably was.

I've heard the off Broadway productions are more tightly knit between the performers. They're something special in their own right.

Well, good luck with that. Hopefully it won't get so blown out of proportion that you're on the couch tonight. *grin*

Sometimes. But then you also get the blockheads who see it as a stepping stone to greater things, which can ruin it for everyone.