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Cafe Fina, Sunday

Today was 'curl up in a ball and whimper day' for Zack, who had woken up cramped in that booth at the radio station with scribbles on his face, mud in his hair, and his first hangover ever. There wasn't a status modifier item invented yet that could change exactly how fiercely he was loathe to face the day.

And then he'd shown up for work. At Cafe Fina. Where they were cooking. Food.

Today's Specials:
Lemon in Black Coffee
Banana and Honey Smoothie
Chicken Soup
(Half-off if you're seeking out hangover remedies, today. Double cost if you're the one who got Zack drunk and/or the one who drew on his face.)

Okay, today was 'curl up in a ball and whimper while trying not to vomit and poutily tolerating the napkins as they cleaned him up' day.

He was lucky he had such understanding coworkers, really. They were here, instead of taking part over at that music convention that they'd probably feel right at home at.

[OOC: Fina is open for all of your singing anthropomorphic dishes and/or dining needs!]

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For service with a smile, the dishes will be happy to assist you with all of your fine dining needs!

Who is decidedly less chipper today than... Well... Ever. But he'll do his best to be pleasant if you have any concerns or requests today, honest.

I'm getting an early start on putting my boy through hell, apparently! :D

Fiona came through the door of the restaurant (a sentence that would not have happened otherwise) with a young man in tow. He looked a little like her, though he happened to be a bit shorter than her, wore glasses, and seemed to look a little owl-eyed.

Fiona was speaking as she walked in. "-from the radio he works here today. I just hope that--"

"That what?"

"One second. Zack? Zack, are you in here?"

"Yuuh?"

Zack was totally there. He was that lump with his head on the table, seated at the fourth booth on the opposite wall.

Okay, he was that lump with one hand waving in the air, with his head on the table, seated at the fourth booth on the opposite wall. And he was totally outgoing. Honest.

Eliot was dragged along as Fiona rushed over to look at Zack.

"...oh. Um. Do you need anything? Maybe some water?"

"Water, prob'ly," Zack decided, sitting up and offering her a wry kind of smile. His face was a slightly pinker shade than usual. The napkins had been scrubbing all morning to get that ink off of it.

Little pink creatures were mean.

"But it's okay, you don't have to. The dishes have been bringing that all morning. And coffee. I'm fine, really."

That was the smile of a boy who was hell-bent on looking far more 'fine' than he actually was.

"You brought a friend?"

Fiona squared her shoulders and rolled her eyes. Boys.

"I'll get you water. This," she said, tugging the boy up a little closer, "is my twin brother, Eliot. He's visiting for the weekend. I wanted you to meet him. Eliot, make sure he's all right."

It was an order as she slipped away.

Eliot gave Zack a wry smile.

"Hi. You're, uh, friends with Fiona?"

"Oh, uh, yeah." Zack was smiling a little more genuinely, no matter what his level of discomfort was today. He was meeting people. He was morally obligated to be happy dammit. "Good to meet you, Eliot. I'm sorry I'm not really on the top of my game yesterday. I was abducted by... Um. Squirrels."

Oh, yes, because that sounded completely normal.

"How are you liking Fandom so far?"

[Running out for a bit for foodthings! I'll be back shortly to catch pings!]

He gave a shy smile; his smiles were a little easier to get than his sister's.

"It's nice. The people are all nice, the school is... a lot different from the one I'm going to, and the convention is going well."

He almost commented on the squirrels, but considering his own experience (and what he could do with rats if given half a need) he left it alone. Well, mostly.

"Sorry about your, uh, abduction. So, uh, you're the one she went clothes shopping with? Or the one that's training her with swords. Sometimes text messages are a little vague."

[enjoy fooding!]

"Good morning," Irulan addressed the young man, "I would like the smoothie please."

"Clothes shopping," Zack clarified, still somehow smiling faintly. His smiles might have been easier to get than his sister's, but that just meant that Fiona's were that much more valuable when Zack got to see them.

Not that Zack didn't appreciate a good smile regardless, of course.

"I'm a bit of a lost cause when it comes to coordinating a wardrobe, unfortunately."

"The banana and honey one?" This was an important sort of distinction for a somewhat fuzzy, trying-not-to-be-cranky Zack to make, of course.

Even if it was the only smoothie that was actually on the menu, today. Oh, Zack.

"It's pretty good," he noted. "The dishes whipped one up for me a little while ago. Not too sweet."

Plus it had done wonders for his upset stomach. Bonus!

Irulan nodded, "Precisely that." She smiled. "Not too sweet sounds good."

Zack grinned a little, in spite of his angry headache and the fact that the entire world seemed a few sizes off in all directions today. Apparently, not even a hangover could keep this kid down for long.

"And will that be everything for you today, Ma'am?"

"Perhaps some muffins, if you have it?" She tilted her head. "Are you alright?"

"We have muffins," Zack agreed. "Carrot? Blueberry? Banana? Plenty of fruit ones, anyhow." A pause. A sheepish shift of weight from foot to foot, and a careful one, at that. "I'll be fine. I was just kinda dumb last night, and I kind of had this headache coming to me for it. Nothing I can't really handle."

Nothing he couldn't handle after a morning of whining and pouting and wishing that someone would flick the off-switch on the sunshine, anyhow.

"Blueberry," Irulan said without hesitation. She smiled indulgently, "Had one too many to drink?"

"Blueberry," Zack repeated, so that he wouldn't forget. It wasn't easy to forget 'blueberry,' but you could never be too sure, right? "And I'm not really a drinker. I mean... Ever. But last night was kind of one of those extenuating circumstances. There were squirrels involved."

Squirrels explained everything, around here.

"Ah," Irulan nodded sagely. "No need to explain then. You should rehydrate yourself. It would help to make you feel better."

"Familiar with the squirrels, huh?" Zack managed a bit of a rueful smile, and then glanced toward the kitchen. "I probably should, yeah. The dishes have been shoving fluids at me all day, and I am feeling better now than I was when I woke up this morning. That was a smoothie and a blueberry muffin for you, then? I'll just be a moment getting those for you, Ma'am."

"It helped I went to school here," she said. "And yes, you really should. Hydrating helps a lot." Irulan nodded. "I'll wait, thank you."

Ooooo. A Fandom High alum! Too neat! Zack was going to grin and bounce off- carefully- to gather up her order from the kitchen staff. Muffin. Smoothie. Quick break to chug down a few more cups of water. He'd forgotten to ask if she wanted butter, so he grabbed some anyhow to be on the safe side, and then he was making his way back.

He set the muffin and the drink on the table, and then smiled and took a step backward, clasping his hands behind his back.

"So, you went to school here, huh? What brings you back to Fandom island, then?"

Irulan smiled in thanks and started spreading butter on the muffin.

"I'm on an extended vacation," she said, "although I don't know how long I shall stay here. Are you from Earth?"

Zack gave his head another careful shake.

"No, Gaia. Which has a few similarities to Earth, but things like the government and the geography are all different," he replied. "And I guess they don't have monsters on Earth, either. Or really use swords all that much, anymore. It's not a bad place to be, anyhow. How is your vacation going?"

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