Cafe Fina, Friday

[badassbutler.livejournal.com]

Friday, Cafe Fina opened late, dinner hour only.

Why?

It's a secret. If they told, they'd have to kill you. Or wipe your mind. One of the two.

_{[[Trying a new OCD setup today.]]}

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Dinner

[badassbutler.livejournal.com]

Sit down, take a load off your feet. Mod a waiter. Mod Wadsworth even!

To-Go

[badassbutler.livejournal.com]

In a hurry? Get your food and get out.

Talk to Alfred

[badassbutler.livejournal.com]

He's over on the side, supervising everything in a sort of benevolently Batman-esque way.

Re: Talk to Alfred

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Uh, Alfred?" Billy asked as he came in.

Re: Talk to Alfred

[badassbutler.livejournal.com]

Alfred looked up. "Yes, Mr. Kessler? Would you care for a table?"

Re: Talk to Alfred

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Uh, thanks but no. Actually, and even for fandom this might seem like a strange question, but have any body parts shown up here without the rest of the body in the last hour or so?"

Re: Talk to Alfred

[badassbutler.livejournal.com]

Alfred blinked, then shook his head. "I'm afraid not."

Re: Talk to Alfred

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Okay thanks. Oh, and you're probably too smart to need this advice, but if Dr. Venture needs volunteers for anything? don't do it."

Re: Talk to Alfred

[badassbutler.livejournal.com]

"I'll be certain to keep that in mind," Alfred responded, amused. "Good look in your body part search."

Re: Talk to Alfred

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Thanks." and off he went.

OOC

[badassbutler.livejournal.com]

I think this may work better. And really, makes more sense. Why would the owner of the place be waiting tables?