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Cafe Luna {Sign-Ups OPEN} RP

I lead Medusa to my home, certain she is taking care of Mark as he deserves

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((its like.. 1am so good thing I got myself fired, I have to go))
 
Ulrik would drop her on the floor once he gets her into a back room. He'd place his hands on his hips and look down at her, "Get up and get yourself together. Viola repairs don't cost much, but at this rate these newcomers might sink your business and its income. If you don't straighten them out you'll never be able to play again."

Her hair draped over her face as she laid down on the floor. She whimpered and tears streamed down her face.

- - - Post Merge - - -

I lead Medusa to my home, certain she is taking care of Mark as he deserves

- - - Post Merge - - -

((its like.. 1am so good thing I got myself fired, I have to go))

((You aren't fired!))
 
After 'teaching Mark a lesson', I return to the cafe and stretch. "Hey, did I miss anything." After all the 'teaching' I felt a spring in my step.
 
Owen ignored the wailing and screaming. One of the workers seemed like she was going to be causing mischief, the boss is whining, and some guy is lecturing her or something. He didn't really care. Whatever the case, he had to take orders now, because others weren't doing their job correctly. He walks up to a man, takes his order, and begins making his drink.
 
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Ulrik's eyes widen a little bit as he hears beeping coming from the bakery room. However, he stays put for the moment and crouches down to his knees in front of Amelia. He shakes his head and says to himself, "I knew she was too young for this responsibility."

He'd help fix her dress up as he addresses her directly, "So you can't play for the rest of the day. So what? You can put yourself to use in other ways and in doing so create the atmosphere you -wanted- this place to have. Well right now, it doesn't have it. Are you going to sit here and cry while that happens?"
 
I decide to get back to work and go wait some tables, but sorta freak out the customers with my creepy mood.
 
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Ulrik's eyes widen a little bit as he hears beeping coming from the bakery room. However, he stays put for the moment and crouches down to his knees in front of Amelia. He shakes his head and says to himself, "I knew she was too young for this responsibility."

He'd help fix her dress up as he addresses her directly, "So you can't play for the rest of the day. So what? You can put yourself to use in other ways and in doing so create the atmosphere you -wanted- this place to have. Well right now, it doesn't have it. Are you going to sit here and cry while that happens?"

Looking up through her mess of red hair, Amelia shakes her head. She reaches out, and hugs the large man.
 
As he finishes one order, he takes the next one. A baguette? Well I better get this one to the baker. He takes out a notepad and a Sharpie and writes "1 baguette, in halves. ASANow. Put on plate when done." He takes the note to the chef, taps him on the shoulder, and gives it to him.
 
Ulrik would remove her arms from around him. No hugs. He'd stand up and offer a hand.

"The bread is burning..." he says to himself, nostrils aflare as the smell of it reaches him. He looks down at Amelia with an expression of 'please just hurry up with getting over it'.
 
I go over to and wait for a chef to make the baguette so I can give it to him, I notice the man who wrote the order look a bit serious and concentrated. Better not say, hi, he might kill me.
 
Ulrik would remove her arms from around him. No hugs. He'd stand up and offer a hand.

"The bread is burning..." he says to himself, nostrils aflare as the smell of it reaches him. He looks down at Amelia with an expression of 'please just hurry up with getting over it'.

Amy wipes her eyes, then grabs Ulrik's hand. She lets out a squeal as he pulls her up.
"Thank you." She says in a quiet voice. Amelia clears her throat, wipes her eyes again, and starts to the front room.
 
Now there was one waitress who was actually doing something they were supposed to do. Crap, nobody's at the takeout counter! Quickly, he goes over there. Luckily there was only one person who had just arrived. "Sorry ma'am, what would you like for takeout today?" She orders. "Mmhmm. Yes, give us 10 minutes. In the meantime you may wait over there for your food to come." He dashes back into the kitchen, and writes "6 assorted pastries. To go in 10." Then he takes the note to the chef so he can make the pastries.
 
Ulrik lets go of her hand and rushes out of the room and into the bakery room. He's in time to save some of the bread that was at the center of the pan, but there are a couple of burnt buns thanks to the chaos. He'd quickly place it on the cooling rack and begin to collect bread to put on display on the dining room's shelves. Baguettes would be one of these items, for any of the servers looking for one.
 
"Oh, I'm suppose to be at the takeout counter!" I realize I see a barista do my job.

"Geez, I'm horrible at my job..." I then walk over to counter, and wait for someone to order take out.
 
I take out the second batch of pastries, just as a batch of cakes go in the oven. I give them a minute to cool before I transfer them onto a different tray, then take them out into the front room and put them on the display shelves ready for whichever server was taking the assorted pastries order.
 
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