Wonka Sweets Shoppe - OPEN

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

Rather nervously but covering it well, Ivanova opened the shoppe Thursday morning, blessing her surprisingly lenient school schedule. She puts up the sales banner in the window and everything else she had to do, then sat behind the counter and realised just how intimiated she was by the sheer variety. But being a person of infinite resolution, she was determined to learn each and every sweet by the end of the day. And sample a few, of course. Purely so she can offer recommendations. And things like that.

[[Oo-er, hope this is okay. Wonka did tell Ivanova to work alone on Thursdays and Fridays . . .]]

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[wonkacandyshopp.livejournal.com]

(ooc: is perfect! Good luck! *grins*)

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

[[Thanks!]]

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

Kiki comes by in the morning.

"Hi, Ivanova!" She calls. "Can I get a bag of peppermints, please? Oh, and one of butterscotches, as well."

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Kiki!" Ivanova smiles at the other girl. "Of course! Er, when I find them, that is," she says a bit ruefully, and turns to look at the rows of bags, locating the butterscotches right away.

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

"Thanks," Kiki says. "How's business been?"

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"You're my first customer," Ivanova replies cheerfully. "Ever, actually." She continues hunting about the bags of candy, finally locating the bag of peppermints. "Ha ha! Found them!" She looks inordinately pleased with herself.

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

"Really? I'd better be a good one, then! Lucky I just need these two things, so I won't be too much trouble." Kiki fishes in her pocket for money.

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"That'll be . . ." Ivanova is at a loss for a moment, then finds the correct price on a list tacked up under the counter. "$4.50? Does that sound right?"

[[Sorry for the vanish. I can neither confirm nor deny the involvement of cookies.]]

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

"Sounds perfect," Kiki answers, counting out the money. "Thanks. Say, is Tonks around today? Say hi to her for me when you see her, okay?"

[Well, you know what they say: RL trumps all! And if RL involves cookies? That's a massive amount of trump right there.]

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"I don't think she's in, but I'll pass it along," Ivanova replies. "Thanks for being a wonderful first customer."

[[One pass along the hall with a bowl of fresh-baked cookies and I got three offers of marriage ^^]]

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

"Thanks," grins Kiki, waving from the door. "And good luck with the rest of your customers today!"

[ooc: yay!]

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

She waves back. "Bye!"

Ivanova was suspicious. Kiki was always cheerful. What if it was really a bad sale? What if she had horribly overcharged the other girl? What if she had accidentally given her . . . exploding peppermints or something? At Wonka's one could never be sure. She redoubled her efforts to memorize the store's contents.

[[You know what they say. The quickest way to a man's heart is up and under the ribs through his stomach.]]

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

[I always went straight through the chest ;-) Heh.]

[luridpinkspikes.livejournal.com]

Tonks had decided stopped by to see how Ivanova was faring. "How goes the battle?" She asked cheerfully after she slipped inside.

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

Ivanova grins when she sees who it is. "Hey, Tonks!" She looks around at the shininess and bright colours. "I haven't cracked yet. There's just . . . so much."

[luridpinkspikes.livejournal.com]

"Disarming, isn't it?" Tonks questions, sparing an appraising glance to the sugar-filled walls.

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"Just a little. But I am determined to overcome it. Hey, I've battled evil in the name of galactic justice - how back can an after school job be? Even in Fandom." She snaps her fingers. "Oh, Kiki was in earlier and asked me to say 'hi' for her."

[luridpinkspikes.livejournal.com]

"Kiki?" Tonks smiled at the mention of the red-beribboned young witch. "I haven't seen in her in awhile." She takes in the rest of what Ivanova said, "So, you're another evil-battler for great justice?"

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"Retired for slightly less justice." She nodded sagely, as if letting Tonks in on something. "I go to high school now, you know."

[luridpinkspikes.livejournal.com]

"Mm. Less justice seems a bit more relaxing to me, though." Tonks moved to pet Ivanova's hair quickly. "Though, you know, probably not for you, 'cause of the whole high school thing."

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

Ivanova leaned into the pet briefly, but would never admit to it. "No, at Fandom High one would need all the justice one could get. How's your day off?"

[[*facepalm* That's bad. How bad could an after school job be. Second time I've done that today. Off to watch CSI and Stargate. Back in 2 hours.]]

[luridpinkspikes.livejournal.com]

[[OOC: I ought to be going. I've got brownies to make. *grins*]]

"Pretty good." Tonks admitted, with a grin. "Oh, hey, I came to ask... are you going to be busy tomorrow?"

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

[[Ivanova may be free, but I'm not. >.< Well, no internets. She'll be . . . sick. Yes, sick.]]

"I'm working," she replies with a little self-decrepitating smile. "But I'm free after that. What did you have in mind?"

[luridpinkspikes.livejournal.com]

[[Sick is a good explanation. It works. *smile*]]

"I was gonna ask if you wanted to go to Caritas or the pub or something. I'm kind of curious to see if Russians are as bad drunks as I've heard." She winked to let Ivanova know she was joking. "Maybe some time over the weekend?"