[Seriously, though. Muzet hits the switch, and the fluorescent tubes above them come to life. Good work finding the lightswitch! Now that they have found a source of illumination, they can finally see where the heckie they have broken into. At a simple glance, they will see...
- A restaurant dining room right in front of them. There are tables scattered across the room, each one surrounded by up to four chairs. Booths have been set up in the corners of the room, as well. - Some of the chairs to the right are crooked and faintly scratched, almost like something moved them... Zero wouldn't know anything about that, huh? - Each table has: A napkin dispenser, salt and pepper shakers, and a bottle of some pink-ish sauce. - There is a counter beyond the dining room, with a waist height rolling door. - Though they can't see all the details from there, there's a kitchen behind the counter. A row of three rotating spits is visible from where they're standing, each one already prepped with meat.
There is, in fact, something on the counter. It's a pen and a carbonless invoice book, about the size of Zero's hand. Something seems to be scribbled on it.]
[ mods I'm going to be so mad if you make me do math ]
What the hell is this...?
[ another strike against not Spain - the total lack of diners. Zero will pick up the invoice book and look through it. anything juicy? demon rituals, treasure maps, sex scandals? ]
This is going to be like that stupid sex recording thing, isn't it.
[ or maybe the titty cake challenge. Junpei said there were puzzles in the locked room, but honestly, she'd been hoping for something she could smash her way through.
Zero will take the pen and paper. maybe she can trade it to one of the info idiots around the ship for something good. ]
Muzet steps behind the counter, Zero grabs the pen and paper, and suddenly — something happens. The lights inside the restaurant dim, as each seat in the dining area is suddenly populated by shadowy, humanoid figures. Neither Muzet nor Zero will be able to make out their features, but as they gaze upon them... They will feel as if they were looking at someone they love (platonically or romantically) from their world.
Huh.
Muzet will suddenly find one of these figures standing next to her. The figure leans against the counter and gestures at the dining area. Even though they might feel the urge to attack or step away from it, they will find themselves unable to move as the figure begins to speak.]
The job's pretty easy. You [pointing at Zero] take and serve the orders. And you [pointing at Muzet] cook. Do you want a practice round before we start, or are you girls good to go?
[The voice, for some reason, will sound like their own.
And while they're unable to move, their lips and vocal chords are working just fine.]
[ this is the one brain cell usage she's got and it's going to hoping that the practice round will let them know enough of what to expect so they don't fuck up. are they gonna get cursed if they do this wrong, oh no. ]
[The shadowy figure nods, moving away from the counter.]
Alright... Then here's how it goes—
[At this point, Muzet and Zero will receive instructions on what they have to do. Zero will use the invoices and pen to take orders from the different tables. She must deliver these invoices to Muzet. Muzet will read the contents of each invoice, and then prepare a meal based on what was ordered. Once the food is ready to go, Zero must pick up the order and deliver it to the right table. There are ten tables in total. For this practice round, they will only be servicing one: TABLE A.
TABLE A will begin to sparkle softly, allowing Zero to easily identify it for this practice round. Once the figure is done explaining what they have to do, it will gesture at the table.]
Let's give it a whirl, then. Go on and take their order, while your friend preps the kitchen.
[ ...squints at the booklet. what is a 'gyro.' ... okay so that's the meat, you. scrape it off the spits?
weird, but all right! wait, you need to put like the sauce on the bread first don't you-- where's the bread
oh! found the pita! so there goes the tzatziki onto the pita-- maybe a little too much of it-- some salad, and some very unevenly cut but generous helpings of lamb. do the fryers already have cut potatoes going or does she have to look through the freezer for this okay no i'm saying there's fries ready cut and dunked into the oil already WHEW
the rice bowl is literally just going to be rice, with four balls of falafel on top. in fact the bowl she picked might actually be a little small, have fun not losing any of the falafel when you carry it over, Zero. ]
[ honestly, it's a good thing you autoed this order, bc Zero would've written it in her stupid Celestial Alphabet and then where would we be ]
Absolutely not.
[ lamb is easy enough but? what is the rest of this??? what the fuck is a soda????????
Zero will be an ass and slowly ferry each plate over one at a time as they come out of the kitchen. what the fuck is serving a table all at once. she might spill a bit of rice and falafel on the trip over, but the vast majority of it is there? it's fine. ]
Here, eat up.
[ is all she says to the ghost customers. honestly, she should've told them to get in the kitchen and make it themselves. learn how to be independent and all that. ]
[As Zero delivers the orders to the table, Zero and Muzet will both feel as if the customers aren't satisfied... The shadowy figures in Table A will stand up, and then vanish from their sight.
From behind the counter, the shadowy figure claps their hands.]
And there we have it. Finish your shift, and you might hear something good...
[And with that, their "mentor" disappears. Tables B, C and D begins to glimer. The pages pertaining to the recipes Muzet has already prepared will become illegible in the cookbook. Similarly, she will have only one chance to read the rest of the recipes before they become illegible gibberish as well. Good luck, cook.
The tables will begin to clamor at Zero. In this mess of words, she will hear the following orders in quick succession:
TABLE B: - 1 Chapli Gyro, with a side of french fries and bottled water - 1 Lamb Gyro
TABLE C - 1 Lamb Salad, with bottled water - 1 Chicken over rice, with curly fries and soda - 1 Chapli Kabob over rice, with french fries and bottled water - 3 Baklavas
TABLE D - 1 Beef Gyro, with curly fries, fancy sauce and soda - 1 Platter of stuffed grape leaves - 1 Tiramisu
Good luck writing all that down, because they're not going to repeat themselves.]
catch her frantically trying to memorize the few things she's already made before the rest of the orders roll in
the good news is that she's good at following directions. the good luck with her non-ability in actually preparing shit though, ganba zero bring her those orders. ]
[ wow so like. most of that went straight past Zero. uhhhh time to scrawl an approximation of what she heard? which is going to look like… this.
and because Muzet will undoubtedly ask for a translation from… that to something that makes sense, here’s what Zero recites: ]
A wants a mystery meat sandwich with potatoes and water, and the lamb sandwich you made during the practice run. C wants lamb on greens with water, chicken on rice with potatoes and… some kind of drink, a mystery meat stick with potatoes and water, and three baked things. D wants a beef sandwich with potatoes, sauce, and a drink, stuffed leaves, and… our tears.
[ that can't be right? oh well maybe they'll get to that later, another lamb. sandwich. wrap thing is easy enough. lamb salad is fine too, even if the proportion of lamb to green may or may not be super great.
water means just a glass of water right. because here it is. zero didn't say bottle so she gets none bottle. meanwhile, while grabbing perfectly normal potatoes and not you know, actual fry cut potatoes because of zero's continuing inability to specify: ]
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Zero just grunts in acknowledgment and starts to make her way back to where they started from. roughly. ]
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Goodbye, Muzet. Goodbye, Zero.]
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- Some of the chairs to the right are crooked and faintly scratched, almost like something moved them... Zero wouldn't know anything about that, huh?
- Each table has: A napkin dispenser, salt and pepper shakers, and a bottle of some pink-ish sauce.
- There is a counter beyond the dining room, with a waist height rolling door.
- Though they can't see all the details from there, there's a kitchen behind the counter. A row of three rotating spits is visible from where they're standing, each one already prepped with meat.
Welcome to the GYROS RESTAURANT, ladies.]
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but muzet, for her part, drifts away from the wall switch. ]
Well, now that we've got that working, why don't we take a closer look, hm? That smells quite delectable.
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Hard to go wrong with meat.
[ Zero will drift towards the counter, nudging chairs and tables out of her way as she goes. what, walk around them? nah.
anything on the counter to rob? ]
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There is, in fact, something on the counter. It's a pen and a carbonless invoice book, about the size of Zero's hand. Something seems to be scribbled on it.]
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What the hell is this...?
[ another strike against not Spain - the total lack of diners. Zero will pick up the invoice book and look through it. anything juicy? demon rituals, treasure maps, sex scandals? ]
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Nothing scandalous about it... But there is a handwritten note on the very first page. It reads:]
Tip: A satisfied customer ALWAYS has the juiciest gossip.
Good luck with your training! ♥
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Oh please, as if either of us would bother to work here when none of the other places require it?
[ what's behind the counter, what's cooking other than the roasts ]
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[ or maybe the titty cake challenge. Junpei said there were puzzles in the locked room, but honestly, she'd been hoping for something she could smash her way through.
Zero will take the pen and paper. maybe she can trade it to one of the info idiots around the ship for something good. ]
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Muzet steps behind the counter, Zero grabs the pen and paper, and suddenly — something happens. The lights inside the restaurant dim, as each seat in the dining area is suddenly populated by shadowy, humanoid figures. Neither Muzet nor Zero will be able to make out their features, but as they gaze upon them... They will feel as if they were looking at someone they love (platonically or romantically) from their world.
Huh.
Muzet will suddenly find one of these figures standing next to her. The figure leans against the counter and gestures at the dining area. Even though they might feel the urge to attack or step away from it, they will find themselves unable to move as the figure begins to speak.]
The job's pretty easy. You [pointing at Zero] take and serve the orders. And you [pointing at Muzet] cook. Do you want a practice round before we start, or are you girls good to go?
[The voice, for some reason, will sound like their own.
And while they're unable to move, their lips and vocal chords are working just fine.]
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cook? her? ]
...... A practice round, if you will?
[ this is the one brain cell usage she's got and it's going to hoping that the practice round will let them know enough of what to expect so they don't fuck up. are they gonna get cursed if they do this wrong, oh no. ]
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take? orders? ]
Excuse me?
[ she's not even thinking about curses or anything else, she's thinking about what kind of pushover this ghost seems to think she is ]
Ugh, fine, practice round - might as well give us an idea of what the hell we're supposed to be doing.
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Alright... Then here's how it goes—
[At this point, Muzet and Zero will receive instructions on what they have to do. Zero will use the invoices and pen to take orders from the different tables. She must deliver these invoices to Muzet. Muzet will read the contents of each invoice, and then prepare a meal based on what was ordered. Once the food is ready to go, Zero must pick up the order and deliver it to the right table. There are ten tables in total. For this practice round, they will only be servicing one: TABLE A.
TABLE A will begin to sparkle softly, allowing Zero to easily identify it for this practice round. Once the figure is done explaining what they have to do, it will gesture at the table.]
Let's give it a whirl, then. Go on and take their order, while your friend preps the kitchen.
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what does. she do? the meats are already on the spits? does she have to start a fire? pull out knives? chopping boards?
how does one prep food what is she even making, we're going to die ]
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What do you want.
[ cough it up or get out ]
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- 1 Falafel Rice Bowl
Seems... simple enough?
Luckily for Muzet, she will find a small booklet near her work station. It has the recipes for everything on the menu.
Godspeed, girls.]
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weird, but all right! wait, you need to put like the sauce on the bread first don't you-- where's the bread
oh! found the pita! so there goes the tzatziki onto the pita-- maybe a little too much of it-- some salad, and some very unevenly cut but generous helpings of lamb. do the fryers already have cut potatoes going or does she have to look through the freezer for this okay no i'm saying there's fries ready cut and dunked into the oil already WHEW
the rice bowl is literally just going to be rice, with four balls of falafel on top. in fact the bowl she picked might actually be a little small, have fun not losing any of the falafel when you carry it over, Zero. ]
Do you have any familiarity with this cuisine?
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Absolutely not.
[ lamb is easy enough but? what is the rest of this??? what the fuck is a soda????????
Zero will be an ass and slowly ferry each plate over one at a time as they come out of the kitchen. what the fuck is serving a table all at once. she might spill a bit of rice and falafel on the trip over, but the vast majority of it is there? it's fine. ]
Here, eat up.
[ is all she says to the ghost customers. honestly, she should've told them to get in the kitchen and make it themselves. learn how to be independent and all that. ]
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From behind the counter, the shadowy figure claps their hands.]
And there we have it. Finish your shift, and you might hear something good...
[And with that, their "mentor" disappears. Tables B, C and D begins to glimer. The pages pertaining to the recipes Muzet has already prepared will become illegible in the cookbook. Similarly, she will have only one chance to read the rest of the recipes before they become illegible gibberish as well. Good luck, cook.
The tables will begin to clamor at Zero. In this mess of words, she will hear the following orders in quick succession:
TABLE B:
- 1 Chapli Gyro, with a side of french fries and bottled water
- 1 Lamb Gyro
TABLE C
- 1 Lamb Salad, with bottled water
- 1 Chicken over rice, with curly fries and soda
- 1 Chapli Kabob over rice, with french fries and bottled water
- 3 Baklavas
TABLE D
- 1 Beef Gyro, with curly fries, fancy sauce and soda
- 1 Platter of stuffed grape leaves
- 1 Tiramisu
Good luck writing all that down, because they're not going to repeat themselves.]
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catch her frantically trying to memorize the few things she's already made before the rest of the orders roll in
the good news is that she's good at following directions. the good luck with her non-ability in actually preparing shit though, ganba zero bring her those orders. ]
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and because Muzet will undoubtedly ask for a translation from… that to something that makes sense, here’s what Zero recites: ]
A wants a mystery meat sandwich with potatoes and water, and the lamb sandwich you made during the practice run. C wants lamb on greens with water, chicken on rice with potatoes and… some kind of drink, a mystery meat stick with potatoes and water, and three baked things. D wants a beef sandwich with potatoes, sauce, and a drink, stuffed leaves, and… our tears.
[ because tiramisu wasn’t invented until 1960 ]
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The customers will wait, thankfully... Now, how badly are they gonna fuck up these orders?]
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[ that can't be right? oh well maybe they'll get to that later, another lamb. sandwich. wrap thing is easy enough. lamb salad is fine too, even if the proportion of lamb to green may or may not be super great.
water means just a glass of water right. because here it is. zero didn't say bottle so she gets none bottle. meanwhile, while grabbing perfectly normal potatoes and not you know, actual fry cut potatoes because of zero's continuing inability to specify: ]
... What's a mystery meat?
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