Library (12/20/05)

[janet_fraiser]

Janet ran towards the library. She'd overslept, and it looked like no one else had gotten it open yet. She flipped on the lights, unloaded the food from last night's shopping trip with Parker, made sure that no one but library staff could get to the food, and sat down to start eating while she finished up her Classics project.


Assortment of four French cheeses - Epoisses, Buche Chevre,
Chaource and Gruyere de Comte
4 pounds of Jumbo Shrimp with cocktail sauce
Mousse of Goose Liver pate', with black truffle mushrooms mixed in
Maine Lobster tails, with garlic butter
Russian Beluga, Sevruga, and Osetra caviar, with mini blinis and
creme fraiche
Blinis with raspberry preserves
French bread
Grapes
Pears
Granny Smith and Tulip apples
Belgian Chocolate truffles
Chocolate Marble Cheesecake
Maple Walnut fudge
Wine and champagne (hidden)

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[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Done with classes, Marty decides to hang out in the library at his usual table and beg for food and check out his new book on grilled cheese sandwiches that Cally had given him.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders slips into the library on his way to Shop and finds Janet eating and doing homework. "Hey," he says, and hands her a somewhat lopsidedly wrapped package in gold paper with a red bow (http://www.thinkgeek.com/electronics/cameras/77aa/). "I can't stay, I gotta run to class. But I thought you might get a kick out of this. Merry Christimas."

[janet_fraiser]

Janet snacks on some shrimp with cocktail sauce and waves at Marty.

She might be flaunting the fact that there's a whole lot of food behind the Collections Desk. Just maybe. And not a bit of it is inbred Colorado food either.

[janet_fraiser]

"Thanks!" said Janet. "Here's your present, by the way. I hope you like it! I've got one for Cally too, so I'll drop it off later."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty notices the shrimp cocktail and pouts. "Shrimp cocktail? Let me guess... you're hoarding gourmet food back there aren't you?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Oh, cool, thanks!" grins Anders. He doesn't open the present yet, not wanting to make too much noise in the library (because he's still kind of scared of it, after all), but he tucks it into the bag of presents he's toting around. "Yeah, just drop it off later, we'll probably be around somewhere or other. I gotta go to class now, but . . . here!"

He produces a tray of cupcakes and puts them down on the desk. "That's for all of you guys. Not as fancy as what you've got there, but hey, sugar."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam wandered into the library after the meeting with Professor Eppes. After a quick scan for Six, Principal Bristow, and Jack (and finding none of them), she continued over to the desk.

"Hey, Janet. I'm done with classes and thought I'd waste time. You busy?"

[janet_fraiser]

"Lots of it," says Janet cheerfully, looking over the back table and deciding on a Belgian truffle next. "This is what we get for putting up with you guys all semester. Not to mention the zombie stew."

"Hey, I got you a little something for Christmas."

[chasingangela]

Angela's mouth drops open when she sees the spread of food, and she quickly sets to filling it, assembling a plate of fruit and cheese.

"Hey, Janet. Nice spread."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker comes in with her shades on, tired but glad her language final is done.

[janet_fraiser]

"We'll never turn down sugar," agrees Janet, who's possibly in one of the mellowest moods she's been in while in the library. "Especially not when you've been thoughtful enough to provide it for us. Thanks, Anders! Good luck with your--is it a final?"

[janet_fraiser]

"Lucky you," said Janet, sipping at a glass of champagne sparkling grape juice. "Right now? I'm doing absolutely nothing but gorging myself on library assistant food. Finally! We have our reward for spending three weeks straight cleaning up the zombie stew."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty looks over the gifts and longingly at the food with high interest. "Very interesting. Are you into banjos, Janet? I didn't think you were into that kind of music."

[OOC: Janet already got her gift from Marty right?]

[janet_fraiser]

"Thanks," says Janet, grinning evilly. "Dr. Pierson handed over his credit card with instructions to spend however much we wanted, so Parker and I went to town last night. There's some champagne sparkling grape juice in the cupboard too."

At the Library check-in desk - a few hours later

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker is a *liiiittle* tipsy. "So, you see, the religion part is cool, except, I don't want to believe, but it makes people happy, an they give presents, so, it's all good...."

The computer to the side is playing "Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer" and the goodies and food spread out are all juuust out of reach of anyone on the other side.

As he neared the check-in desk, Xander caught a glimpse of the only visible person behind it, and did an abrupt about-face -- almost walking into Logan. "That is not the librarian," he hissed quietly, pointing over his shoulder.

"You have keen observation skills," Logan said dryly. "He's probably around. Come on!" He marched up to the counter and rapped his knuckles on the wood. "Miss?" he said to Parker. "I have business with the librarian. Happen to know where he'd be found?"

"Heyyy, Echolls." Parker lazily looked up from her conversation with the salamander, and smiled at him and Xander. "He's back in his office, doing... things. Researchy things. With food. Why? Whatcha need?"

"A librarian," Logan said. "Go, fetch him." He made a shooing motion with his hand.

Parker folded her arms and smirked, leaning back on her spinny chair. "I think not. If you need a book, you can ask me. If you need a reference, you can ask me. The only thing he can do that I can't is translate dead languages. If you need that, I'll get him. If you say 'please'. Sweetly."

Xander winced. "Oh sure, now comes the day when I regret not having made Giles teach me the proto-Aramaic for 'where's the porn'..." he said under his breath.

"Fine," Logan grinned. "Just let us into Special Collections and we'll be out of your hair."

Parker's eyebrows went up. "Show me your note from a teacher, then we'll talk Special Collections. Otherwise, no dice."

Logan nodded and slapped down a piece of paper (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhigh/452424.html?thread=20995144#t20995144) in front of her.

Parker read it, and shook her head. "The sad part is? I can believe he wrote it. Okay-fine. Follow me." Parker grabbed the keys to Special Collections, and motioned them to follow her. "This is your only visit, don't break anything, don't touch anything you shouldn't, don't take anything out, and if the lights suddenly go out? Run for the exit. Understood?" She asked, unlocking the doors.

Xander was frankly still back on 'ZOMG Parker just read the thing with the thing that says we're here to look at the thing' - but he followed, eyes wide. "Um. Do the lights usually suddenly go out?"

"Never." She gestured to the bookcases directly in front of them, the study tables to the left, and the lumpy leather furniture in the lounge on the right. "Which is why if they do suddenly go out? You are in *so* much trouble."

The stacks-- behind those immediately in front of them, the ones that go on for about fifty or sixty feet-- don't seem to end at all.

"This is the green section, though. As long as you're in sight of the door, you're fine, really. Since you have a note."

She grabbed some vinyl gloves out of a box on the table. "Wear these when you're looking at the books. They're in the 890's." She smirked at them. "And they better not be *damaged* when you get done."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Let's hear it for gorging," Sam laughed. "And you deserve it, after that mess you had to deal with. Ugh. Not that you didn't take samples for further study, I'm sure, but still. Yick."

"Don't let me forget--I've got your gifts in my room. I'll have to drop them by later."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Yep, a final," says Anders as he shoulders the bag and turns to go. "Final project, more like. We'll probably have to break into or out of something. Shop is fun!"

He winks, gives Janet a wave, and heads off to the Danger Shop.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Control Parker. How's your day going?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Pretty good, Wrench Carter. Just finished my Spanish final. I am free as a bird!" Parker twirled, then grinned. "How are you this morning? We missed you at the, uh, celebration of end-of-term in my room."

Re: At the Library check-in desk - a few hours later

[fh_jackass]

Logan took the gloves from her. "Kinky," he said, and put them on with a snap. "Shall we?" he said to Xander.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory bounced in, still in her frighteningly good mood, and after Logan and Xander went into SC because otherwise there would be awkwardness with Logan and we didn't play that out and stared at the food.

"Wow. There is much with the foodiness here."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Congratulations. I have a final project due tomorrow, then I have to show my work to The Doctor, and then I'm done."

"Yeah, I was sorry not to be there," Sam smiled, "but I had an eight a.m. practical final for Shop that I had to be mostly alert for. Did everyone make it?" She put a slight emphasis on the word, trusting that Parker would catch her meaning.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

After having Awkward-Revenge-o-Rama (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/333952.html) with Kara in the second floor common room, Cally wanders into the library to find Janet.

She has two orange (http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1552094618/qid=1135028809/sr=2-1/ref=pd_bbs_b_2_1/103-2533248-9003068?s=books&v=glance&n=283155) wrapped packages (http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B000CP0MDS/sr=1-1/qid=1135029190/ref=sr_1_1/103-2533248-9003068?%5Fencoding=UTF8&v=glance) under her arms. They might possibly be Christmas presents, despite the colors.

[chasingangela]

"Champagne Sparkling grape juice is, like, the only booze I really like," Angela says.

She fills her glass and raises it in a random toast. "To the library! And the Assistants."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker nodded reassuringly. "Everyone. Lee and 6 crashed in my room, and the rest wandered home after many many shots and many games on my new toy." She shook her head. "Sorry you still have a final project left. What did you make?"