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?"

Comments

[knifehands]

Belarus sat at the table with the other students. She wasn't really socializing with them, nor was she getting along with them — she just tagged along to go to the pizza place to get something to eat, perhaps it would be better than the nasty school's food.

"I don't care. Cheese pizza?"

[babysage]

Kotaro was on his break from the his job at the toy shop and he burst into the pizza place grinning. Food! He liked pizza, he bounced up to the counter and grinned, barely able to see over it.

[trollofthree]

"Whoops, sorry--" she'd managed to step out in front of Gino as he wove his way between tables from the service hatch to table three. He'd swerved in time, and his free, non-pizza juggling hand had gone down to steady her shoulder, at least.

[bloodandfire]

[Dany had wandered into the shop and, well, she has no idea what pizza is]

What is it that you sell here?

[bubblymuffins]

[And while you're distracted by serving a customer, a certain pony is here to make your life hard. I hope you're not carrying anything.] WHOA, INCOMING! [Stumbling your way, wings flapping asymmetrically and uselessly.]