Cafe Fina, Sunday

[peace_n_war]

Sunday.

Yup.

And Warren was feeling a little under the weather. So he had tucked himself off in a corner, where he'd be able to yell at the dishes if they got unruly while not infecting the food or the patrons.

Today's Specials:
Chicken Soup
Medicinal Martini

Fina was open. And Warren was now lightly dozing.

[Helping with a concert and then packing like a packing thing. Mod your Fina, folks.]

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[heromaniac]

It was cold out but it wasn't snowing and Momoko was going to suggest it to Warren for his next rant. After she hugged him for the last one, that is. But when she looked through the Cafe window and saw the specials sign and Warren sleeping at a corner table, she thought better of it. It looked like he didn't feel well, but why was he at work if he was sick? She frowned, wondering if she should go or stay. He'd probably throw a fit if she tried to feel his forehead for a fever, but she decided to at least go in and find out if there was a friendly teapot on staff that would make him some tea for when he woke up. And she had some lemon drops in her bag. She'd leave those for him - they weren't cough drops, but they were close, right? Hopefully she didn't wake him!