"Ah, okay. It's coffee with two spoonfuls of sugar. Who's the other barista, and where are they?" I glance back over. JACKPOT! I got a baker. Hopefully she makes good pastries."Kayla, whats the order? Remember, tell me and uh... the other barista the order!" Amelia looks over at the person beside her, then back at Kayla.
"Ah, okay. It's coffee with two spoonfuls of sugar. Who's the other barista, and where are they?"
"Thanks." He seemed as out of it as I was."Me...I got it." I quickly take the Mocha (ACNL taught me that) beans, put it into the coffee maker, and put two sugar cubes in it when it's done. "Here."
"Ah, okay. It's coffee with two spoonfuls of sugar. Who's the other barista, and where are they?" I glance back over. JACKPOT! I got a baker. Hopefully she makes good pastries.
Amelia looks behind her while sifting through the cabinets and drawers,
"Just one!"
"One? Just one?! Just one is enough to sink this business for good!"
He sets down the last bag of flour with more force than previous bags.
"It is not the bakery. I clean this room thoroughly while the bread is baking. Not a speck or a crumb remains on the floor. It's those chefs!"
(acnl=ruler of this cafe)"Next time, ask how much milk they want, and what kind of beans. I hope no one orders any pastries yet, we have none prepared!" Amelia fretted a bit.
(acnl=ruler of this cafe)
"Crap... I hope he likes mocha. If he does, I'm taking it as the barista's psychic and can tell what people want just by looking. Anyways, are we supposed to pick up the money before the customer leaves, or will they leave it on the table for me to pickup?"
"Thanks. He looks like he's done, so I'll go over and see.""Just let them leave it on the table, unless they come to the counter. Thats more of a to-go counter."