[Crowley has found himself a canal-side seat at a cafe and is watching the passers-by with no small interest. Just under him, a small flotilla of ducks has gathered, and occasionally he tosses one a bit of biscuit. Usually they don't even sink, he must be in a good mood.

As it turns out, his attention seems much more focused on the people who pass by and particularly those who navigate around a corner by his table. Why? Because for some reason that particular corner seems to be very slippery.

That's the fourth citizen to tumble into the canal this morning and he's recording it all for posterity: the initial slip, the flailing arms grasping for something to arrest the fall, the teetering right at the brink over the canal's murky water, and finally, the resoundingly satisfying splash followed by the sound of a single demon's sardonic applause.]

Well done, you.

[He adjusts his camera to provide a slow motion replay of the entire tumble before he sets it down to record the next victim poor soul.]

[ooc: come take a tumble or have lunch with Crowley or berate him for his schadenfreude and poor taste in pranks?]

[So, Charlie's looking happier than she has in a few days. A full grin on her face, and a genuine one at that. She's outside the dragon and there are people working on it behind her. And, occasionally, a boat goes past. Wild curse. She was almost afraid to go to work. Whatever. She has an announcement.]

The Jasmine Dragon will reopen two weeks from today. Sorry for any inconveniences this may have caused anyone. We had a...problematic employee.

[Yeah. Leaving it at that.] My co-owner Rapuznel and I would also like to announce that starting shortly after our reopening, we'll be offering cooking classes for anyone interested. We know that people come in without knowing how to cook and would like to help out as best as we can. Sign-ups start a week before the Dragon reopens, we're willing to work with your schedule and skill level. Looking forward to see you all soon!

[And with a grin and a wave, Charlie turns the device off. She can be found at the Dragon, supervising reconstruction and helping where she can.]

[ to those who are riding the gondolas during this event, Ventus has expertly taken it upon himself to be a gondolier, striped shirt and all. he tips his hat to you and grins; if you're not on the gondola yet—perhaps you're just minding your own business on the sidewalk—he calls to you with a loud, friendly voice. ]

Hey! You need to get somewhere? Hop on—I'll give you a lift!

[ After being here in the City this long, Jace thinks he should probably put in the effort to check out of the window for anything unusual when everything else inside passes for normal, but he's clearly living on the edge. It's his turn to do a breakfast run, the shopping still in need of doing, to discover that, well, where the roads should be are mass amounts of water running up and down the streets instead.

He admits, it both surprises and confuses him at first, but not for long; he's used to eventful days.

When he appears on the screen, Jace is crouching down by the side of one of the walkways, peering over the edge to try and see the bottom, or, erring on the side of caution, anything that might be moving around between there and the surface laying in wait. ]

Not that there's any chance of it ever happening to me, but if someone was to say, I don't know, fall into these murky depths, does anyone know if there's anything waiting down there to pounce? [ Thoughtfully, and with a devious little look. ] You never know, someone could happen to have an accident.

[ Private || Clary. ]

Drag yourself out of bed, there's been a change of plan. And if Mae's up, bring her along.