starter for: @oftatteredwings
location: beanz
Gabriel's approval of weekly pottery painting events at the café had set Rory's task-driven mind to work, and he had been pacing the building like a madman as he handled logistics - yapping down the phone to source said pottery, figuring out art supply quantities, and last, but definitely not least, he needed to create flyers. An eye-catching poster in the front window was a surefire to gaining attention, and though Rory was no marketing whiz nor was he hosting this event for anything more than fun, it still meant a lot to him.
So, in his time of need, Rory wanted a second opinion, and his third draft would be assessed by any customer available. This brought him to Ben's table, where he was also delivering the man a coffee - his regular order. As he placed the mug down, he excitably slapped the hand-drawn poster draft down beside him.
"Uh, odd question, but whaddya' think? Would this catch your eye?"
