Who: Quen, open to all
Where: Chow's
What: Quen's looking for props.

Quen has found some interesting things at Chow's over the years. There's always some odd-or-end that makes a good prop for one of their shows. Nothing like an exotic import to set the mood for a set that's supposed to be a far off land. Today though, he's got a bit of an extra challenge. Due to the local hubbub about 'mysterious lights' being spotted, Captain Mystery's Strange Theater is doing an episode on alien life and flying saucers.

Albee'd gone off to the junkyard to pick up some scraps that could be made into a convincing flying saucer. And he'd left Quen in charge of picking up some 'alien' accessories to recreate what the interior of that ship might look like. So it was that Quen found himself here at Chow's, picking through all the exotic odds and ends, squinting at this-and-that as he tried to picture it as part of a set.

"Hmn... would aliens have dragons? Maybe with some doctoring, it could be a space wyrm..."
Gloria wasn't sure what to make of all of this. The body in the cold storage wrapped in chains, the people, the mysterious disease. She was pacing around the secondary lab where she had the body because she didn't want it around her animals and this lab had the storage. She was waiting and hated it. Waiting for her professor, waiting for the people who helped her grab this thing and watching the door to the cold storage warily. Even though it was a reinforced door that thing scared her. She would never show it but she was afraid and uncomfortable. There hadn't been any sounds from the other room so she assumed the body was still secure.
Who: Captain Mystery, open to all
What: Meet Captain Mystery before the show!
Where: Silver Skies Drive-in

Quen'd heard the ad broadcast over and over for weeks, on local radio and PTDV. There were also posters posted everywhere from the Grand Union to Chow's Chinese Emporium. Now the first night of this grand town spectacle was finally here, and the Silver Skies drive-in was packed.

Here he was, dressed in his his full show regalia - captain's hat, swirly black cape and shiny wingtip shoes over his best dress clothes. As a concession to Christmas, he'd put a sprig of holly in his cap. The elves, local high school cheerleaders who were ga-ga over working with Captain Mystery, were doing more giggling and bouncing than actual work. Thus it was up to Captain Mystery himself to hand out the goody bags, with a smile and handshake to every man, woman and child who came up to get one.

"Greetings, and happy holidays!" Big smiles, shake the hand, listen to the person go on a while about the show or Christmas or the movies. Nod appropriately. Hand over the goodie bag. "Be sure to tune in this Saturday for the Captain Mystery holiday special now..."

Quen generally enjoyed interacting with the public, but between the giggling and squealing of the elves and the kids running around on sugar highs (damn Albee's idea of putting so many sweets in the goodie bags!), he was developing a bit of a headache. Still he smiled his bright showman's smile, and offered his hand to the next person in line.

"Greetings, friend. Merry Christmas!"
.