Money doesn't grow on trees

[candothismuch]

Who: Fukushi (Eiji) and anyone
What: Eiji is working at his job so he can earn the money he needs to keep living in his temporary abode.
When: Morning to late afternoon; all week
Where: A little cafe close to a residential area.
Warnings: None at the moment



[When Eiji had gone to work to begin his shift at the usual hours that he had been given there were already some people inside. He smiled at them, said good morning, and went into the back to put on his apron and name tag. At this point he knew the routine well enough. Some regulars would come in, followed by people who wanted their morning coffee, the list went on and on.]

Here you are, ma'am.

[He finishes ringing up a purchase for a coffee cake, handing the pastry over to a woman who tersely thanks him before quickly leaving, continuing to talk to someone over her phone. Once she's gone, the traffic begins to lull little by little as the day goes on.

As he considers going to help one of his other co-workers with cleaning up a little he sees the door open and someone enter. He goes back to the cashier, putting on a smile for the customer.]

Welcome! May I take your order?

Comments

[sailorlaughter]

[A little cafe seemed like a perfect way to get outside while still keeping away from crowds. Pinkie's pinned her head scarf into place this time; it should stay no matter if her ears twitch or not.]

Hi! Um, I'll take a strawberry muffin and a hot chocolate? [Lately coffee's been striking her as too bitter. Plus they make the ears more excited.]

[candothismuch]

[He nods his head and goes to get the muffin first. Eiji grabs one of the small pastry bags and using the tongs, places a strawberry muffin inside of it. Once he's done with that he hands it to her.]

Here you are. I'll get your hot chocolate for you now.

[Since she was the only one he could get to making it right away, which he does.]

[sailorlaughter]

Okay, thanks!

[Pinkie lingers near the counter to watch him. It keeps her from the front, where fans could maybe see her through the windows.]

[candothismuch]

[He works the machinery easily enough. Heating the milk and letting flow so it mixed with the chocolate syrup in the cup. Then when that was done, he added to customary whipped cream topping before returning to the counter.]

Here you are, miss.

[sailorlaughter]

Thanks!

[Pinkie chirps, sipping the drink.]

...hey, is it okay if I hang out in here for a while? I'll go if any press people show up!

[candothismuch]

Of course you can. You are a customer.