Ronnie stands up, noticing Masamune, Ronnie walks up to him and says "Masamune is that you? It's been a long time! You remember me right? We went to school together!"
"I've been great!" Ronnie says "although I did spill hot coffee on my lap this morning, lucky the manger here is so nice and gave me another, on the condition I don't spill it this time." Ronnie smiled, it seemed Ronnie has learned don't cry over spilled
Sampson opened an eye, still playing as he watched the two walk in, but once he identified them, he shrugged and closed his eyes again. The tape of the pianist began to slow, and the sound of a drum and a cymbal joined the mix as the mood slowes, bringing the entire café into a somber mood as he began playing the Blues.
"Since you're the only person I haven't argue with yet and it's quiet in here, might as well have small talk. Is being a rifter a hereditary or were you grown in a lab, if so that would explain your looks" Jenkins said to Ben letting out a cheeky wink. He was bit bored and he liked to flirt with waiters, He then remember the unfortunate story of him filtering with a Russian waitress then being drag into a London crime family feud but that was story to be told another day.
Well, the lab and the looks thing wasn't exactly very flattering - in fact, it made it sound like he was far from attractive - but the Rifter assumed that Jenkins meant well. So he shrugged, arms crossing over his chest. "Hereditary. Probably. When traversing dimensions and all, you kinda forget what's what."
The bell over the door gave a sweet ring as it opened, the Haunting Wraith entering the coffee shop. Like usual, it was nice and calm to her, and Misao seated herself at the closest, empty table, sparing a singular glance at the drink menu resting on the table. Tea was what she wanted, but it never hurt to look.
"I've been great!" Ronnie says "although I did spill hot coffee on my lap this morning, lucky the manger here is so nice and gave me another, on the condition I don't spill it this time." Ronnie smiled, it seemed Ronnie has learned don't cry over spilled
Milk or in his case spilled pumpkin latte.
Well, the lab and the looks thing wasn't exactly very flattering - in fact, it made it sound like he was far from attractive - but the Rifter assumed that Jenkins meant well. So he shrugged, arms crossing over his chest. "Hereditary. Probably. When traversing dimensions and all, you kinda forget what's what." @WelshJaffaCake
The bell over the door gave a sweet ring as it opened, the Haunting Wraith entering the coffee shop. Like usual, it was nice and calm to her, and Misao seated herself at the closest, empty table, sparing a singular glance at the drink menu resting on the table. Tea was what she wanted, but it never hurt to look.
She looked him over for a moment, a bit curious of the energy he possessed. "Peach tea, please," Misao responded, allowing a cool smile to cross her lips. Her hands folded themselves neatly in her lap, vibrant red eyes examining him as if just fascinated by his very existence. "No sugar."
Ronnie says to Heiji "do something productive! You work here too right? BE PRODUCTIVE OR I'M GOING TO BITE YOU!"
Ronnie clears his throat "sorry what I meant to say was, you should probly work or you might be fired just saying...."
She looked him over for a moment, a bit curious of the energy he possessed. "Peach tea, please," Misao responded, allowing a cool smile to cross her lips. Her hands folded themselves neatly in her lap, vibrant red eyes examining him as if just fascinated by his very existence. "No sugar." @Kihara017
Outside the café, storm clouds began to brew. The distant sound of thunder filled the air as it began to drizzle outside. Strange, considering how it was sunny just a few moments ago. Many wondered why this happened every time Sampson played Blues, and in truth, he wasn't quite sure himself. He assumed it was just tied to his Golem blood; after all, they were associated with the earth itself. He finished the song and changed the tape; since it was now raining, he could play his signature song: 'The Fragrance of Dark Coffee'. He cleared his throat and waited to come in, and began playing at a slow, steady rate...
He was left in awkward silence and scratching his head.
"What did I say? I don't know appealing he was lab experiment might be insulting but I was trying to say he's too cute that he must be....Oh" Jenkins talked to himself and realised his mistake. He tend to do it especially after social faux pas.
PING
His timer off for the lamb chops, he got them out of the oven, then he plated them on top of some roasted veg,pipe some mash on the side.He pressed the bell for service, then he went back to cooker to put the roasting tray on top of the gas hub and started to make the sauce.
Massun sighed. She missed the battlefield, but had been set back for the mission they were on. She grunted, and opened the shop door. She sat next to the stage once more, and set up the music. Calm, melodious music began playing, loud enough for all to hear, but soft enoug so you can hear what the person in the other side of the room is saying. it fitted well with whatever song the person on the stage was playing. She looked around. Running her finger over her GreyCoat tattoo in her arm, she sighed. She set her head down and slept right there, the tatoo in plain view.
It is a sword and a unknown curved weapon crossing each other, the letter GC in the background.
"Auntie Mags!" Devi yelled as she zoomed into the cafe on her broom. Slamming her head on the door made her fall off the flying broomstick."Owy! Owy!" She said now sitting on the ground with her broom rubbing her scratched head." Auntie Mags?" She asks with watery eyes.
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Alek walked into the cafe with a quiet comfortability, not reacting to any of the numerous goings on aside from giving the blues musician a nod and taking a second to make sure little Devi wasn't hurt as he walked by to a stool up by the counter where he sat down and casually waved a hand to signal a waiter.
Jenkins waited for 15 minutes for someone take come over and take his dish, he started to repeatedly ring the bell to get the waitering staff's attention.
"Service! The food's getting cold over here!" He shouted
"Sorry love I am not a barista but if you were to take this dish to Maggie then I shall see what I can do" He said slipping into a cockney accent, he was sightly brought by her charm and smile but he was losing patience over how slow the waiting staff seemed to be.
"By the way the pass is heated to keep the food warm so be careful, won't want to burn your lovely skin " he said
The song ended, and the sky outside seemed to clear a bit, but remained cloudy. Sampson sighed as he gave a small bow to the people who clapped and quickly put his Sax away, closing the top and latching it into place. He wouldn't have to perform until a while later, so now, he could relax. He returned to his table and grabbed his novel, leaning back in his chair and opening the book up the page he left off at with a relaxed sigh.
"Thank you for the warning, not many people show kindess here. I will take to Maggie, see you soon." She said with a wave before taking the dish suprisngly with two bare hands. She continued on the way to Maggie's office.
Tris nodded with a bow before walking away towards the chef.
"Gooday Jenkins I have an order of iced chai tea, with whole milk and brown sugar. Think you can create some magic and whip that up?" She asks with a smile leaning over the counter.
"Well, all the more reason to bribe her! Anyway, I'm sure there's something you could do with her. If you want I'll help, after all that's my job here." Heiji smiled, "Well, not exactly the kind of help I should be doing, but help is help right?" Walking to the back he held the door open to the back area of the café, down the hall where a few doors to each side.
Devi looked around before running over to a door wit big print
"Maggie" on it." This is her room..." she says shyly with a nervous look." My mommy wants me to spend my whole summer here. Helping Auntie. I'm to be an entertainer." she says looking Heiji.