Working, working, erry (rest) day I'm working

[traces]

Characters: Dahlia, Gino??, other employees and customers
Format: Whatever
This log is: open
Location: A pizza place in town
Summary: This is an open mingling/hanging out post. Want to come eat pizza, talk to the employees, dine and dash? This is the post for you.

Dahlia didn't like this job. She had to be on her feet all day, and the skirt that came with the waitress's uniform was shorter than her school uniform's. At first, the free pizza during her lunch break was nice; but now, after five weeks of working in this place, just the smell was enough to make her gag.

But she kept a smile on her face as she worked. That afternoon, she approached a table of customers, put on her widest grin, and said, "What can I get for you?"

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[traces]

"Ah, all right. To go, then?"

At least ringing this kid up would give her an excuse to stay away from the asshole she was helping now. She stepped behind the counter and punched her ID number into the cash register.

"What kind would you like?"

[babysage]

"Yep!" Kotaro smiled and looked at the menu. "Which one tastes the nicest?"

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Oh, god. She hated this job. "I think that would be up to you, now, wouldn't it? What if my favorite kind isn't the same as yours?"

[babysage]

"I am sure you have good taste though! I never even heard of most these pizzas!" He smiled at her, totally unable to chose.