Wonka's Sweets Shoppe - OPENish (Friday)

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

Ivanova stepped into Wonka's. She had used every trick she knew, and still the only part of her that she could feel were her feet. She knocked the snow off her now rather damp-looking new boots and set about opening up. Not that she expected any customers, but after missing some of her first shifts she was going to be a good employee.

Now, if only he had some coffee hidden away . . . or hot chocolate. That might be nice.

EDIT: The power flickered and went out and Ivanova cursed. She felt something pointy fly into her cheek and the brush of air as the paper crane crowded close to her. She groped around and banged a knee on the counter. "Wonka! Wonka, do we have a generator?"

No answer. Great.

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[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair came in, pushing against the door to shut it against the wind and snow. He was bundled from head to toe but still bouncing. Waving at Ivanova, he pulled a couple of scarves away from his face.

"Hey! How are the boots working out?"

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

Ivanova grinned at her Inuit visitor. "Wonderful!" She stuck a foot out from behind the counter and wiggled it expressively. "The only bit of me that's actually warm! I think the rest of me is screening my calls." She made an ironic face.

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Blair laughed. "I'm glad, man. It's horrible out there!" He bounced and looked around the store. "This place is awesome!"

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"It is, rather," she replied, not even realising that she was beginning to speak like Tonks. Speaking of, Blair might notice a small origami swan flutter out from under the counter and hover near Ivanova's ear. "Are you looking for anything in particular? We've got it all. At least, I'm fairly sure we do."

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Blair's eyes widened as he took in the sight of the small paper swan. "Um...there's a...beside you..." Blair waved his hands like a bird and pointed.

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"Yeah, I know." She reached out and caught it, placing it firmly on the counter. "Tonks put a spell on it last night and it's been following me. I found it fluttering rather forlornly against the door when I got to work this morning." The swan, ever hopeful, rose up again and continued doing lazy circles of her head.

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"That's so...cool!" Blair bounced. "Does it have feelings? Or is it just a tool or something? Are you going to leave it here overnight? Won't it get lonely or something? Or frozen?"

Blair looked around at the candy a bit. "I really like chocolate...but I'd love to try something new!"

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

Ivanova looks a bit surprised at his questions about the little paper swan which is actually a crane because the mun is sleepy. "It's just a little bit of paper, but I guess I'll take it home with me." If possible, it looks happy. It does a little loop-de-loop in midair.

"Wonka's boiled sweets are rather good," she said, indicating the large jar. "And the Everlasting Gobstoppers are yummy. They never run out." She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a bag. "Here. While you decide, try a gumball and tell me what you think of it."

[[It should be meat and potatoes with apple pie, shrimp cocktail with avacado salad, or chocolate-covered lemon. Feel free to mix it up.]]

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"That's great!" Blair's eyes followed the paper bird as it flew.

Taking a gumball he bit into it and gasped. "Are you serious, man? It tastes like...like shrimp and cocktail sauce and some sort of...vegetable? What is that?"

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"It's supposed to be avacado," Ivanova replied. "My favourite one was the full roast beef dinner." She pops a yellow one in her mouth and makes a face. "Chocolate-covered potato."

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Blair laughed. "Yeah, that sounds gross."

"I take some of those...well not the potato ones...and something for Xander. He likes twinkies usually, but maybe something really sweet would do. Or cream filled...do you have cream filled things?"

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

Ivanova peers into the small bag of gumballs. "Um, I don't actually have any more. I'm sure they'll hit the shelves soon, though. Cream-filled . . ." Ivanova disappears into the shelves, the little paper crane wafting after her. She found what she was looking for and waved it triumphantly. "A-ha! Here we go. Crispy Creampuffs. Like Twinkies, but with a wafery vanilla-flavoured thing instead of the, um, pastry. Or whatever you call the main bit of a Twinkie. There's also a whole range of cream-filled chocolates."

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Blair bounced happily. "Great man, I'll take some of the Crispy Creampuffs and some chocolates."

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"Right-o!" This Tonks-speaking thing had to stop. Ivanova placed a half-dozen of the largish Crispy Creampuffs into a bag and rustled up a box of cream-filled chocolates. "Make it . . . six dollars even. Anything else I can get you?"

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Blair had to dig under several layers to get to his pocket, but he got out six ones and handed it over. "I think that's it for now!"

Looking outside at the snow, he frowned and turned back to Ivanova. "Are you going to be okay getting back up to school?"

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"I should be fine," Ivanova waved a hand. "I have a dinner date, so if I don't show up someone will come looking for me." She grins, indicating that it was mostly a joke. "Go on, get out of here before it gets worse. And enjoy your sweets."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Thanks!" Blair wrapped his scarves around his head and headed back up to school slowly.