Warning: Bathroom humor, not of the literal kind as before.
Breakfast with leftover jam sandwiches from the party before. Whee! No more microwaved disgust, for now at least.
It seems the blue chair is Stealie’s favorite, as she wound around all the other chairs between this one and the fridge.Wolfing down the sandwich, she surveyed the room. “We haven’t done too badly so far, have we?” Though it feels kind of risky to have that big barbecue grill indoors. (Paranoid concern: If this house ever burns down, Stealie, you might be accused of arson and worse.)
Remember the barrage of garbage talk from last night? As promised, some cleaning up:
The grocery store ordered more fish from us. Stealie went into the market while I waited outside. Perhaps Stealie turned in the fish she got from unclogging the pipes at city hall the day before? I didn’t quite catch how much money she got this time, but it brought our net worth to $35,009.
Now, what to do for today….
She walked around to the back of the store. “Haven’t been in one of these in a while…”
It really is amazing how much treasure is hidden in these dumpsters. A veritable trove! This time, we got a moth, a chair, a sofa (I think?), a cheap stereo, a box of tissues, a kitchen utensil holder, and a piece of iron. And a cockroach. No surprise there.
Hmm, I just noticed that Stealie has a “Disgusted” moodlet from eating disgusting food. Aww, so she didn’t like the jam sandwich either. I guess the party jam sandwich is not that different from the mooched jam sandwich.
Look away! Trying to give her some space, I looked around for something else to watch. On the other side of the building, some townspeople were having a not so merry time arguing:
Let’s check how Stealie’s doing.
Yup, still at it:
A witness! How extra embarrassing. Gunther Goth walked past in disgust.
But then he paused and walked back to her. Do I, uh…smell some romance in the air?
Look at that glare from Gunther.
Yuck. Yes, I am ashamed.
Abraham Finkel came over. Hey, Abe, join the party!
Yes, the party here. Right here.
Gunther pipes up. “Oh, hey, Stealie, here’s $21. I was just on my way to toss it in the dumpster, but someone is blocking my way now.”
“Oh, no, not in the legal system. It is up to us citizens to band together to root out the evil.” (In the game, this talk bubble actually counted as a Pick Up Line. Gunther hit on her.) “Shall we join forces?”
“I…I…I need to go shower first. Can’t you see all the miasma?”
“Ok. I hope to hear from you.”
Home. She tried to phone people for a party but the option to “Throw Party” was greyed out. Why? “You can’t throw a party here!” It was then that I realized that Stealie was still standing on the sidewalk. Yeesh, she’s on the sidewalk in front of her home! It reminds me of the time (in real life) when someone in high school was cited by a police officer for breaking curfew when she stepped onto the sidewalk in front of her house to take out the trash.
There are still a couple hours till the swiping hour, so why not fill that time with another fancy party? Whoo! We invited folks we’d met but still didn’t know well.
Different guests, same food. Aw. can’t someone bring something other than jam sandwiches?
Time to collect cover charges (Mooch Montage!):
Morgana Wolff ($36): “Stealie, I’ve been practicing all those faces you taught me a while back.”“Now all I need is someone to draw me like…oh, dammit, what was the line…”
Rick Astley Stiles McGraw ($52 and $20):
“We’ve known each other for so long. You know the rules and so do I, I, I…Here’s the mooch moolah.”
“Uhh, thank you, Erin.”
Yeah, right, Hank. You have Commitment Issues, remember? Emma knows:
…as does the mooching.
Ack, why are people going into the bedroom?! Nothing to see there, folks!
Emma Hatch says, “Totally! Here’s $56 to the Kick Out Simis Fund.” “And this party was raaad!”She then just walks out the door. Stealie sighs a dreamy sigh after her. “I guess love is a thing that leaves.”
Hey Kaylynn, either you pay the cover charge or you go back to school. “Oh all right. Can I get a student discount? I only got $18.”
The party is winding down. It’s 8 pm, so we need to get going with the swiping soon.
Okeee, time for some swiping!
Hey, a new family has moved in to the house down the road. (The flag marks Stealie’s house.) Now we’ll get to meet some non-classic Sims.
Never mind. It’s already 11 pm, which leaves us only one hour to do our swiping. While I was busy covering for us, Stealie swiped…a barstool! Aw! We don’t even have a counter, Stealie. But good job anyway. Heads up, Melodie’s coming!
“*Yawwnn* Yes, Stealie, I take Kick Out Simis very seriously. Here’s another $21.” Melodie is visibly tired and ready to go to bed. That doesn’t mean, however, that she should be letting the toddler roam around outside…
We can’t swipe while anyone is watching, even if the witness is a toddler, so the lawn furniture is out. Look around for some alternatives…
We waited for the family to go to bed.
Right before our midnight deadline too! It is now 11:56pm. And now we will leave the Dent family in peace…until they move to another house.