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Seamus Finnigan drinks like a fish. (drinkorgetout) wrote in sixdegreesrpg,
@ 2009-05-27 21:56:00

This is a lesson in procrastination.
WHO: Seamus Finnigan and Aurelie Runcorn
WHERE: A Bite on the Side
WHEN: Thursday morning
WHAT: Seamus makes and emergency bakery trip. [challenge thread]
RATING: TBD
WARNINGS: None, probably.

You would think by this point in his life Seamus would know there are some things that shouldn’t be left until the last minute. About an hour ago he’d been lying in bed, recovering from a late night at work when a sudden realization hit him. There was a surprise family get together planned for his mum’s birthday. All the responsibilities and preparations had been doled out amongst various family members so that no one person had to be in charge of too much. Generally, his mother was the planner and organizer in the family, so anything being put together without her knowledge had to be a group effort if it was expected to actually happen and happen without too many unfortunate hijinks. Seamus’ responsibility was to get the cake. And his mum’s birthday was- well it was tonight. Again, you’d think he would know better by now.

But at least to his own credit, he had remembered in time to not completely fail at the task, and it had sent him scrambling out of his flat and in search of the nearest bakery. Soon enough he’d found himself slipping through the front door of A Bite on the Side. It was a catering place, but they had a bakery in the front and that was exactly what he needed. Immediately Seamus started to look around, soon enough finding a display of ready made cakes and almost cluelessly considering the options in front of him. Should he get one with the candy flowers on it? Or the one with the bird was pretty? That seemed like a good ‘mum’ cake. His mum liked birds and flowers too. Or maybe he should keep it with the occasion and get the one with frosting balloons? Christ on a cracker, he was bad at this. He was going to have to have a talk with whoever had the bright idea for him to pick out the cake. Drinks he’s positively swish at picking out for people. Cakes not so much. Regadless of what he ended up with, at least he wasn’t going to show up at the house empty handed, so that was a little light of positivity to dwell on.

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supercool
2009-05-27 11:25 pm UTC (link)

Aurelie was in the back kitchens, struggling with a wedding cake that she had been working on for nearly the last month. She had a few more days, and most of the decorations were made, but the bride had called wanting a change for the fifth time and she was really beginning to frustrate Aurelie. Sometimes she wondered why she bothered with brides, but they were, in all honesty, pretty good business, even if Aurelie had much more fun with the birthday cakes and party cakes.

She heard the bell over the front door, and glanced over her shoulder. It was still early enough, and she only had a couple of people in the shop at the moment- two were out on deliveries, and the other two were helping her with a larger order that was to be delivered later that day. Brushing flour from her hands, Aurelie reached up to secure the bandanna holding her hair back and stepped out to the front area, offering a friendly smile.

"Good morning, sir. How can I help you?"

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drinkorgetout
2009-05-28 12:23 am UTC (link)

Seamus does not envy her for having to deal with Bridezillas. He can’t even imagine. Seamus has worked a few wedding bars in his time and that was more than enough for him to not really be big on them. Though generally people are coming to the bar to get away from all the wtfery at a wedding, you’re still in the middle of it. And thankfully you don’t really come into extended contact with the bride and groom. Having to do so without the beneficial buffer of alcohol is beyond imagining to him.

Hearing someone greet him, Seamus snapped out of his indecisive stupor. Did she call him sir? He couldn’t have been much older than she was, if he was at all. Obviously it was a courtesy extended to a customer- he did the same thing sometimes- but it was still a little amusing. “No need for sir. Not that old yet.” And if he’s still drinking as much when he is as he does now, there could possibly be a problem there. “But yeah, you certainly can. I need to pick out a birthday cake for my mum. No clue what to get.” At least Seamus was one to admit when he was out of his element. Some guys would have preferred shuffling about cluelessly to accepting someone else’s opinion.

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supercool
2009-05-28 11:54 am UTC (link)

Aurelie smiled, blushing just faintly as he told her not to call him sir. "Sorry, force of habit," she replied, moving over toward the case with the cakes as he mentioned birthday cakes. "How many people do you need to serve with this cake?

Taking one more step over, Aurelie reached for her binder with cake designs, tucking it under her arm as she circled the counter and motioned for him to join her at the other end where she had a few stools set up for tastings and orders. "What kinds of things does she like? Colors or designs or- or anything that might remind you of her?"

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