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 Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2018 2:13 am
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1105 Etoile Housing District
네가 가까워지면 ..
╔══⚸*:･ﾟ✧☾ ☥ ❦ ☥ ☽*:･ﾟ✧⚸══╗
Esmée stood just outside Taste of Italy, drinking the last of her coffee. It was times like this she was glad that she had one of those travel coffee cups. After the cup was empty, she tucked it away in her bag, The witch just wasn't her regular self without ample amounts of caffeine running through her. She slowly looked up at the building then opened the door to the store and stepped inside. In her quest to explore every part of Soleil, she ended up here. Though she did admit it had been a bit of hazy wandering, since she had really just walked to wake herself up. This would also mark the first time she'd found herself in the Uptown area. Fitting for being situated in the higher class end of town, the inside was very nicely decorated. There haven't been many times that she'd been able to eat in a high class restaurant. She hadn't been standing around long before a waiter took notice of her and she was quickly shown to a table. Looking over the menu that was handed to her, she ordered an appetizer and a creme soda to start. When the waiter left, she would briefly scan the menu but also took a look around the area. Since it was rather early in the day there weren't many people around leaving only a few tables occupied. Where she was seated appeared to be near the kitchen, which was nice since when the doors opened, she caught of whiff of all the nice smells. Taking her hat off her head, she smoothed out her dual colored locks.
╚══⚸*:･ﾟ✧☾ ☥ ❦ ☥ ☽*:･ﾟ✧⚸══╝
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ღ My Money: $1000 ღ My Location: Taste of Italy ღ My Company: -- ღ My Relationship: Single ღ My Outfit: Summer Goth Chic ღ My Thoughts: Hmm.. ღ My Mood: Calm ღ My Inventory: Purse
ღ My Profile: Right Here! My Job: N/A
ღ ❝OOC❞: Sorry if this isn't that good, my brain just kinda sputtered out on me. 
╚═════════.♄.╝
나는 너에게 마법을 쓸거야.
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2018 8:13 am
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  || Wearing ||Location ∞ Taste of Italy || Company ∞ everyone within the restaurant || Song ∞ N/A || Wallet ∞ $164.00 || Bank ∞ $1050.00 ||
chatty chat "talky talk" 'thinky think'
One of today's pasta dishes was the spaghetti carbonara, and that was what Solaris had prepared for that specific table alongside the salad. But there was also the usual spaghetti and meatballs, except that the meatballs were the size of the typical baseballs, two pieces per serving. She was finally done with the cooking the pasta and called the waitress to serve before heading to the bathroom, having to take a pee. But as the fallen angel departed from the kitchen, she noticed the familiar figure, with the long hair and those eyes. That was when she remembered the first encounter with her, the spring fling event that occurred not so long ago. The recognition flashed in her head like a lightbulb that had just turned on.
'Esmee... What is she doing here? Come to think of it... She had to leave early because of the illness hitting her. I guess she's here for the catch up?'
But further conversation with the girl would have to wait. Solaris had to get her bladder relieved first inside one of the toilets before flushing it out, washing her hands, and exiting the bathroom. Who knows if the newfound acquaintance would like to order something?
(OOC: Ah, your reply looks fine. Mine tends to be a bit rushed also.)
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2018 10:50 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2018 8:12 am
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|| Wearing ||Location ∞ Taste of Italy || Company ∞ everyone within the restaurant || Song ∞ N/A || Wallet ∞ $164.00 || Bank ∞ $1050.00 ||
chatty chat "talky talk" 'thinky think'
Solaris knew there may be more orders coming along, so her saunter towards the kitchen was a bit hasty. But she was stopped with the tapping on the shoulder, followed by the greeting, and the fallen angel was close to shrieking and jumping like a frog on high alert. An embarrassed blush crept on the chef's face as she turned, now recognizing Esmee fully. "H-hey, nice to see you again, Esmee, despite the illness as the setback from us getting to know each other more during the spring fling last time. I actually have to go back to cooking for the customers, around an hour and a half left before lunch time, but feel free to order from the menu for today. Oh, and ummm... My homemade gelato is currently available as part of the dessert selection, though only for a limited time. That's my recommendation." The blush deepened even further, but at least she was smiling at the mention of the creamy dessert.
Indeed, she felt bad for cutting the conversation short, but she had to focus on getting the job done. She would be heading home late again in the evening, so it would be a long one. Solaris headed back to the kitchen, and a sous chef was asking about the location for the lemons for the salad vinaigrette. She mentioned that it was on the top shelf before having to continue cutting day-old bread for the croutons, the supply being low. She had to get it restocked before more customers would request for salads as part of their orders.
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2018 2:19 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2018 10:47 pm
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|| Wearing ||Location ∞ Taste of Italy || Company ∞ everyone in the area || Song ∞ N/A || Wallet ∞ $161.00 || Bank ∞ $1050.00 ||
chatty chat "talky talk" 'thinky think'
Three hours had passed, and Solaris was still busy as a bee. She was focused, having to toss out the salads with such craftsmanship and even cooking the pasta with such high standards included. The downside was that the gelato was no longer available, replaced by a few flavors of panna cotta put in the fridge to keep them chilled. Today, the flavors were chocolate, vanilla and strawberry, no additional fuss included and keeping the decorations as simple as possible. That was how Solaris had envisioned it, keeping the menu as simple as possible with much approval from the manager themselves. The chef was now finished cooking food for two tables and the waiters have served them, meaning the tickets were now cleared for the time being.
Sighing a bit, she fetched a thermos of water from the fridge alongside the panna cotta, taking a swig to quench her thirst. The last time she had herself re-hydrated was an hour ago, so the refill was of utmost necessity. That short water break would help to keep herself on track for the time being.
(OOC: Edited my post. Sorry... crying )
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2018 5:16 pm
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|| Wearing ||Location ∞ Taste of Italy || Company ∞ everyone in the area || Song ∞ N/A || Wallet ∞ $161.00 || Bank ∞ $1050.00 ||
chatty chat "talky talk" 'thinky think'
Indeed, it was good having to take a short break since the customers were satisfied with the food before they left with small tips for the co-workers. Solaris was about to take another swig of the water when a voice was heard and she let out a small gasp of surprise. "S-sir, nice to meet you, but this is an employee-restricted area. I'll let a waiter come by to gesture you to an empty table since the customers had left earlier before your arrival." And just like that, the young man was escorted away to an empty table. God, that was embarrassing, having to be spooked like that, but at least the food she cooked was delicious, and it would be worth giving a short. The waiter then handed him the menu so that he would pick what he would like to eat. Nonetheless, break time's over and she would have to start cooking again for the sake of that new customer.
Next time, there should be the sign that mentioned that the kitchen was restricted to employees. Or was it that the young man was unaware of the sign and just jumped in? It was too late for that now and she despised herself for that.
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2018 6:42 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2018 7:09 pm
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|| Wearing ||Location ∞ Taste of Italy || Company ∞ everyone in the area || Song ∞ N/A || Wallet ∞ $161.00 || Bank ∞ $1050.00 ||
chatty chat "talky talk" 'thinky think'
Solaris took a deep breath to calm herself down; now was not the time to freak out like that. With the young man ordering the food, the ticket for the order was sent to Solaris, prompting her to start cooking right away. It was a good thing that the sauce was cooked one small batch at a time, so all she could do was cook the chicken breast that was cut up into manageable pieces in a small pan, with her sou-chef in charge of cooking the penne pasta until it was al dente and the sauce was added next to the chicken alongside the seasoning. The cooked pasta was then tossed in afterwards. The waitress arrived with a glass of cold water for the young man, a way to quench his thirst while he was waiting for the food. After around fifteen minutes, the dish was finished and it was served to him, thanking him for his patience while asking if he would like some dessert afterwards. The panna cotta was then mentioned to him, but it was his choice whether to accept the invitation or not.
Another table was then filled, this time by a family of six, and the entire clan asked for the similar order of chicken penne and arugula salad. All in all, Solaris had to prepare enough food for six people after the nervous man was there first. At least she was working like clockwork with enough communication to keep things rolling.
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2018 10:42 pm
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|| Wearing ||Location ∞ Taste of Italy || Company ∞ everyone in the area || Song ∞ N/A || Wallet ∞ $161.00 || Bank ∞ $1050.00 ||
chatty chat "talky talk" 'thinky think'
In fact, she was still focused on having to cook the food for the family of six that she belatedly heard that the young man wanted the vanilla panna cotta, having to ask the waiter to repeat the words the second time. Thankfully, she was at the finishing touches, so she would handle having to plate the pasta while the sou-chef was fetching a serving of the panna cotta for him, just one of the hundred custard cups available to be served. The dessert chef was in charge of spooning the strawberry syrup on top and then garnishing it with a few fresh strawberry slices. After that, the dessert was served to the young man while she finished plating the salad and the plates were delivered as well, meaning the tickets were once again done.
Solaris sat down, feeling proud of herself for what she had done for the customers. However, her break was once again interrupted by a couple coming in for a separate table, though the order was the similar chicken penne pasta and chocolate panna cotta as the finisher. Not to mention they were also ordering a bottle of white wine since they were in the mood to celebrate the wedding anniversary.
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2018 2:29 am
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|| Wearing ||Location ∞ Taste of Italy || Company ∞ everyone in the area || Song ∞ N/A || Wallet ∞ $161.00 || Bank ∞ $1050.00 ||
chatty chat "talky talk" 'thinky think'
Solaris was in the process of plating two orders of the pasta for the couple, though a waiter had come by to the kitchen to verbally insinuate that the young man would like to inform her about the regards, thanking her for the meal. The chef giggled, speaking a word of thanks and that she would be showing up in a bit, before resuming with the task at hand. With the bill being settled through the usage of the debit card, $20.00 to be exact since the pasta was actually endowed with meat, there was one less thing to worry about. The waitress then came by with the receipt after the card was scanned, asking for his signature on that slip of paper to finalize the transaction. After five more minutes, the pasta and dessert were served to the couple, and Solaris showed up to the man to respond to the regard face to face, another way to take a break from the kitchen duties.
"I appreciate that you like the food. Thanks so much," she bowed a bit as a way to show respect. Of course, Xander would remain as her number one fan since he was her beloved after all, but hearing the customer feedback, both good and bad, was essential to her improvement for her job.
(OOC: Wi-Fi is finally back. Again, sorry for the late reply.)
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