lastgirlonearth (lastgirlonearth) wrote in not_honest, @ 2008-03-21 17:36:00 |
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Entry tags: | felicity o'hanlon, iliana sartosi, open |
Who: Felicity, Open
Where: Scribbles Cafe
When: Early Evening
She loved this time of day... the high school kids had gone home, the soccer moms were off making dinner for their sprog, and the business men with their damned nbluetooth headsets had gone off to snazzier nighttime establishments. The nighttime coffee crowd had yet to arrive with their psuedointellectual esoteric conversations, and all her cursory cleaning was done. Against one wall sat a pair with their heads bent over laptops, writing away as they had been for hours in quiet collaboration... in the front sat a solitary guy reading a textbook of some sort. Her time was, at least in part, now her own.
She sighd as she glanced up, wordlesslessly pushing a handwritten sign to the center of the counter, right in front of him... it was hard to miss the borld words announcing "Kindly Recall You Are Not in Starbucks".
"What's that mean?"
She blinked at him, and spoke slowly, like one would to a child.
"It means... you are not in starbucks. You are in Scribbles. A Frappuccino is a coffee abomination available only in Starbucks, or the beverage aisle of Tesco."
"Well.. then make me something close."
"... Right."
She rolled her eyes and slid off her stool, quickly mixing up a coffee concoction that could, if you squinted, approximate a Frappuccino, and handed over the iced beverage.
"Four pounds eighty..."
"You're not serious."
"I am."
"Show me that on the menu!"
"It's not on the menu, moron."
"Well, why not."
"Because. You. Are. Not. In. Starbucks."
She flashed a smile, and held her hand out, handing back the 20p once he'd given over a five pound note.
"Lovely doing business with you.. have a nice day."
She beamed as he grumbled, taking his overpriced drink with him out the door, and slipped back on her stool, looking over ths shop as she resting her chin in her palm, embow resting onthe counter. Everyone should like their jobs as much as she liked hers.