happy national coffee day, everyone! in celebration of the occasion, there's a half-priced drinks special going on at your favorite coffee place! feel free to tag around, invite your friends, do whatever! just try to cut our poor employees some slack...
[ It wasn't like he wanted to be here; unfortunately, bills had to be paid. ]
Uh. ... so are you going to place an order?
[ He spoke without a smile and, instead, an extremely flat tone. Had the manager been observing, the poor lady would have fainted on the spot seeing such a horrific display of customer service.
Therion gives the customer a glance from head to toe and -- wait. Were those pointed ears? ]
Oh... yes, I'm sorry. I just needed a moment to decide...
[really, there's no reason francel should have to apologize for taking a moment to consider his order, particularly as the woman behind him is engaged in a phone conversation so intense that she's probably forgotten that she's standing in line ("over, chris? you tell me it's over? i paid your rent! if you're going to sit here and tell me it's over, i want that back!")...
ducking slightly, as if he might be able to protect his sensitive, pointy ears from the woman's conversation if he just ducks and hides, francel manages a pained smile as he says:]
...Could I just have some banana pudding to go, please?
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Uh. ... so are you going to place an order?
[ He spoke without a smile and, instead, an extremely flat tone. Had the manager been observing, the poor lady would have fainted on the spot seeing such a horrific display of customer service.
Therion gives the customer a glance from head to toe and -- wait. Were those pointed ears? ]
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[really, there's no reason francel should have to apologize for taking a moment to consider his order, particularly as the woman behind him is engaged in a phone conversation so intense that she's probably forgotten that she's standing in line ("over, chris? you tell me it's over? i paid your rent! if you're going to sit here and tell me it's over, i want that back!")...
ducking slightly, as if he might be able to protect his sensitive, pointy ears from the woman's conversation if he just ducks and hides, francel manages a pained smile as he says:]
...Could I just have some banana pudding to go, please?