Who: Rodney McKay & Tauriel What: Just a random run in When: Sunday afternoon Where: Homebrew Warnings: Rodney. Tauriel. It might get snarky. Status: Closed/Ongoing
Rodney hadn't been in town all that long, but he'd figured out rather quickly which places in town were the best to eat at. He'd been to Homebrew three times already this week, because the meals tasted good, and they weren't those tiny portions that all the other places gave out. Also, they listened to him about the citrus allergy, and were quick to warn him if something he wanted would need to be prepared differently.
Unfortunately, the person he was currently dealing with had apparently been off work the whole week, and just wasn't getting the point.
"I'm not kidding, lemon will kill me. Do you want my death on your hands, because it will be if you don't tell the cook that I need that without lemon. No, better yet, tell him who is ordering and they will know how to fix it, because they've done it before." He was doing his best to not yell at the girl, but she just was not listening.