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[stalkingandplotting]

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[ikols]

Oh, sure, limit the rest, [ sounds by his tone like he could be waving a hand, ] I doubt anyone will want to rock out at two in the afternoon.

[ They're welcome to go headbanging at such a weird hour if it's really their yen but some noise-cancelling wards are in place to deal with that. Nobody wants to hear Skrillex over brunch. No one. ]

Diner-style, and I already have an idea for a bouncer; a necromancer with the ability to summon the undead as extra muscle. Do you know Nico di Angelo, by any chance?

[stalkingandplotting]

Exactly. And there's no point wasting revenue. We may even want to look into a different day time activity to use the space for eventually.

{Tim's nodding and making more notes to himself.} Diner style will be easy to find cooks for, and ingredients.

{He pauses and considers the benefits of having a necromatic bouncer.}

I haven't had the pleasure. Are these undead actively rotting when summoned? I'm not sure what the health code is like around here, but that may be a problem.

{He is infinitely practical.}

[ikols]

[ Sweet Tim. ]

I was thinking the rot was a bonus, actually. Terrify the rowdier custom into behaving or, watch out! Zombie tongue in your ear. [ The imagery of which alone is wonderful, you must admit. ] Anyone who attends a club owned by me won't be expecting the strictest of moral standards when it comes to contracted corpses, Tim, worry not too much on that particular note.

[stalkingandplotting]

{Tim frowns.}

Loose morals is no excuse for infecting your clientele and fare or being unsanitary.

{He won't work for you if you're not going to take your guests comfort and health seriously.}

[ikols]

[ Gross, what an unfairly strong word. ]

Mmmm ... I've seen Nico control skeletons, perhaps he'll entreat those for help instead.

[stalkingandplotting]

That would be preferable. Less gross out for our eating and drink patrons, but the ominous clicking of their bones could still serve as a disturbing deterrent to unwanted intruders.

{ Tim is pretty sure he's going to have to exaggerate to get his points across.}

[ikols]

[ Zombies are still cooler. ]

Okay, but at Halloween-y types of events, I get the full monty.

[stalkingandplotting]

On the condition that you ward the food preparation and service areas against disease yourself, or hire someone else to.

{ See, look, Tim's not unreasonable. He can negotiate.}

[ikols]

I never said I wouldn't!

[ Never said he would, either, but all the same he exercises his right to sound scandalised at the thought he isn't thinking about anyone else's welfare. ]

So, you'll do it? Be my right-hand manager?

[stalkingandplotting]

But it hadn't occurred to you to do so yet, either.

{ He's catching on fast, Loki.}

Sure, I'm in. Provided you don't tune me out and override sensible things entirely. I'll try not to be too much of a wet blanket in return.

{ It wasn't like he was sleeping anyway, and his classes weren't all that challenging. He couldn't even stay in the R&D labs over time because of his part time status.}

[ikols]

[ No vocal answer is given to Tim's observations, though they twitch a smile in the corner of Loki's lips. ]

You're exactly what I need, Timmy. I trust you.

[stalkingandplotting]

{ He's so glad this is a phone call and Loki can't see his embarrassingly pleased face.}

I'll try to be worthy of it.