JUNE OPEN LOG

[sailmods]

[but, hey: you shouldn't be left out of the camping fun just because you didn't think to sign up, or you only got here yesterday, or actually you only got here today and you have no idea what's going on! because the camp can come to YOU!

meaning, shortly after seeing the others off, Friday returns to the atrium and begins setting up a few items she's brought from... somewhere, one assumes? a pup tent. two sleeping bags. a tent stove. s'mores accoutrements. there's a fake potted plant that she decided looked enough like a tree. all pushed together in the middle of the atrium.

at her spot behind the desk, she looks visibly pleased with herself. she's doing her best.]

Comments

[ktizo]

"Fine dining, hmm? Far less messy, by the sounds of it. There was no such thing as fine dining where I am from, alas. Eating is not something we had to do quite so often, you see, and when we did there was little fanfare."

He would quite like to experience this 'fine dining' now though. Why not, after all? If he must have his rest in the Underworld so rudely interrupted, he'd like to experience things he couldn't before.

[businessorlibation]

"Well, the dining hall here--not the buffet, but the formal dining room--is definitely in line with fine dining. And Mikabo, the sushi bar, is a unique experience. At least for me, fresh fish isn't common away from the coast, and I live in the inland."

Johnny grabs another marshmallow, skewers it.

[ktizo]

"Ah, Mikabo. I go there often! That is fine dining?" He discovered the sushi bar before it started flinging knives at people, and tends to pop in whenever he feels peckish to try something new.

"I do need to try more of the dishes here... there are so many places to choose from, though! Where is your favourite place to eat or drink here, so far?"