The Perk; Thursday Morning

[totalwildcard]

Some days you just woke up with an extra strong desire for coffee that your humble coffee machine at home just couldn't really sate. And that was what had Harley rushing into the Perk and right to the counter on that particular Thursday morning.

"Have you guys ever tried puttin' all your different special coffees together?" she asked the nearest barista, with her hands against the edge of said counter, leaning forward way too much. "Espresso, latte, supercalifragilisticexpialimocha, whatever you got, like, all into one thing of coffee?"

It was gonna take a while, because it was now an experiment!

An experiment where the result was going to be just a big thing of coffee with maybe a faint taste of milk in there, if you were being generous, but no one tell Harley that yet! No spoilers.

(open, duh)

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[totalwildcard]

"Almond!"

Based on nothing at all except it was what he'd ordered, and maybe he might have okay taste? It remained to be seen.

Anyway, Harley was beaming now.

[knightinshinarmor]

Remy had exquisite taste. He'd picked out those frogs and ducks, after all!

"You heard la madamoiselle," Remy told the barista. "Another almond croissant." He flicked Harley a glance. "And throw in a chocolate as well. Just in case my boss decides the almond doesn't measure up to her exacting tastes."

[totalwildcard]

Oh you were playing for points now, were you, Remy?

Harley made an excited noise in her throat, like she was trying to pretend he wasn't doing the right thing, and failing badly.

[knightinshinarmor]

Remy had summarily failed to charm her at least once already, and he took that sort of thing personally.

He smiled to himself at that excited noise, but made sure not to be facing her when he did. He accepted the two croissants from the barista, leaving them an excellent tip, and turned to present them to Harley.

"Here you go, chef. Ah, that means 'boss' in this case, not 'cook'."

[totalwildcard]

"Good," Harley said, snatching the croissants like they might disappear if she wasn't the one holding them in .5 seconds. "'Cause I don't cook."

A pause.

"And that doesn't even just go for you, it goes for pretty much everyone."

The restaurants around the island and occasionally on the mainland made good cash off of her, though, so it was fine.

[knightinshinarmor]

"I will remember," Remy promised her.

She might end up with a pot of gumbo to go with that box of beignets.

"Bon appétit, petite."