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: ]
"Tears a mi, su" or something. Which is basically your tears to me... I think...?
[ because fucking spanish is an ancient language in not spain but also i forgot all my hs spanish so any native speaker would murder me.
okay, so the finished plates get to go out immediately. fuck serving all the table's orders at the same time, they're going out as is. better hope there's sauce bottles on the tables, because god knows Zero's not carrying them over. B had nothing but sandwiches, so the lamb sandwich goes there. the other lamb thing went to C, so it and the glass of water go there. and i think that's everything that's made so far?
... are those raw potatoes or are they cooked... ]
[And so, two orders are delivered! Kind of. Sort of. There's some stuff missing there for sure, and Zero will receive some unhappy grumbles in return as she delivers the Lamb Gyro and Lamb Salad. Simultaneously, both girls will feel a spike in their anxiety levels. Or... Maybe that's just the temperature rising? It suddenly feels a little bit stuffy in here.
... That's not just me, right? Or do you suppose the ventilation here just isn't all that good?
[ ANYWAY the other orders-- right. that's completely illegible. well she's pretty sure there were at least two other gyros in there, one beef and one pick-something-at-random because not beef, not lamb, not chicken means.
... is there pork? maybe she just grabs the meat from some not-beef, not-chicken, or not-lamb thing and just hopes for the best. rip.
so that's the sandwiches.
also the potatoes are done! uhhhh baking, anyway, hope they like... baked potato, because zero didn't say so unless she catches the difference on the way back to the tables then rip. also more water now that she thinks about it because one of the things from A looks sort of like what went to C and she's taking her best guess at what they had in common.
chicken on rice is easy, at least. so is the mystery meat skewer! which is very much not on rice like the actual order said, so thanks for that too, Zero. i'm going to pretend Muzet knows what a soft drink is through random exposure to Elympios, but since they didn't specify who knows if it's pepsi or coke or sprite. actually it's probably Mount and Do. both of them.
...... okay so is there baklava just lying around somewhere and is it or is it not mixed in with other random baked or sweet things because there is no way she's making baklava in like, five minutes or whatever these impatient customers seem to think the turnaround is. time to flip through this book to figure out what the heck you stuff the leaves with though, and maybe hopefully find tears? in my soup? or whatever it was in the book as she does so. ]
Did they happen to mention what sauce they wanted?
okay well, admittedly Zero has it slightly easier since she can look at her scribbles to reference her (inaccurate) notes. table B had one more sandwich, and it was the mystery meat, but it also had potatoes and a drink. water, probably? she'll, uh. make the baked potato nice. cut it open and get some butter for it.
table C has the mystery meat on the stick and yes, she completely forgot the rice. but it does get a "fancied" up baked potato, so that's nice! they also get the chicken on rice, another potato. anther cup of water and a glass of... whatever fizzy thing Muzet hands her also gets ferried over, but they go to the wrong customers. what, they're sitting with each other! they can just switch.
table D gets... nothing yet, because Muzet asked about sauce. that's actually something Zero can answer because she rolled her eyes when she heard what kind of sauce the ghost demanded! ]
Fancy sauce. Whatever the hell that means.
[ is it back in the kitchen. if it's not... well, then tough shit. ]
[If Muzet searches the kitchen, she will find the ingredients to make the sauce. Mayonnaise and ketchup. Easy peasy, right...? (Probably not.)
Table B and C receive their orders, and they are not happy. Not at all, no. Because Zero mixed up some of the orders, she will suddenly find that she, herself, will be getting mixed up. She will go right when she wishes to go left, and left when she wishes to go right. It will take conscious effort to stay on track. Meanwhile, Muzet will find that her hands are suddenly extra slippery. She will want to be careful while manning the kitchen!]
[ oh hey, there's tiramisu! in the book. she gets halfway through reading that tiramisu is some kind of cake before it goes illegible on her and she goes crosseyed trying to read it. well, ]
I think I found that last thing-- it's some sort of cake or pastry, actually. Apparently it's made of ladies' fingers and coffee? See if you can find anything like it up here-- I'm going to check the kitchen?
[ ladyfingers is... a name, right????? this isn't much better than the tears otherwise. on the other hand, sauce! and see, it should be easy to mix together mayonnaise and ketchup but hm.
whoops. silly butterfingers. you know those old timey cartoons where there's a guy trying to hold on to a bar of soap but it keeps slipping every time. yeah. that's what's going on in the kitchen right now. it's definitely not the nerves?
on the bright side, she made the last beef gyro for table d before the sauce shenanigans. and the potato which is unfortunately not in the form of fries is ready too. so is the drink.
will muzet find anything for the baklava or leaves in the kitchen during her struggles to mix sauce, tho. ]
[ here? Zero will cock her head, but agreeably turn to the right to scan for something bak-
... wait, isn't that the view to the left? uh. well, maybe she's just mixed up, it's not like she took that good a look out here. so Zero does a quick 360, scanning the area for anything that could be holding some kind of dessert(s).
anyways, after that, Zero will go to pick up the plate with the beef gyro and baked potato with the drink. she about faces to drop it off and- gets disoriented. this isn't right??? she's not Mikhail, okay! she doesn't get lost at the drop of a hat!
scowling, she aggressively stomps toward table D. she's, uh. bumping into various tables and chairs along the way as she makes her way over. there's water slopping out of the cup. the sandwich is getting unraveled from all the jostling. the potato is going to end up upside down when the plate gets dropped off. that is a sad, sad plate of food. ]
She's making new sauce for you, so just hang on.
[ because that will... definitely... solve everything wrong with everything. ]
Unfortunately, though, the customers don't care! Since Zero is in the dining room, she will spot Tables H, I and J packing up to leave. Similarly, Tables B and C will start packing up, while Table D aggressively frowns at her. For some reason, both girls will feel something stabbing into their chests — almost like someone is shoving an ice pick right into their heart. Luckily, Muzet will find everything she needs in the kitchen...? Hm.
[ dislike! but hey, she found leaves and. Baked stuff, cool. not cool is how she has to work at making sure it all gets onto the platters properly. same with the tiramisu.
and after some effort the sauce gets done too, that's cool. slams the plates down onto the counter except not really because that'd break them. ]
[ is what Zero barks at the departing customers, likely to no avail. ugh, this feeling is the worst. why couldn't she have found a nice, dangerous room with monsters or something she could kill?
gritting her teeth, she grabs the plates in both hands and carefully marches over to table C to drop off the baked whatevers. without a word, she then stomps towards table D to set the leaves and the "tears" down. there! happy???
as if anyone could be happy with this poor showing and attitude. ]
Alright, who's ne- augh!
[ and then on her way to the next tables, she turns the wrong way and trips over a chair. ow. wow. uh, is she oka- ]
What do you want to eat?
[ and then a Zero with a bloody nose pops up from the floor right in a customer's face. she looks ready to murder something. maybe herself. maybe the customer if they order a bunch of nonsense dishes again. ]
[The more Zero yells at them, the faster the shadowy figures hustle away. Even worse? Zero popping up with a bloody nose just causes the customer in front of her to shriek, except
The shadowy customers on that table start scrambling for the door, too.
But, hey. Look at the bright side! Only two tables left now.
Zero will hear them hesitantly whisper the following orders:
TABLE F: - Hummus and Chips (appetizer) - Lamb Gyros, with Fruit Punch, Curly Fries and Fancy Sauce - Beef Gyros, with bottled water, french fries and ketchup
TABLE G: - Lamb Salad, with bottled water - Chicken Gyros, with Diet Soda and Curly Fries
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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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[ because fucking spanish is an ancient language in not spain but also i forgot all my hs spanish so any native speaker would murder me.
okay, so the finished plates get to go out immediately. fuck serving all the table's orders at the same time, they're going out as is. better hope there's sauce bottles on the tables, because god knows Zero's not carrying them over. B had nothing but sandwiches, so the lamb sandwich goes there. the other lamb thing went to C, so it and the glass of water go there. and i think that's everything that's made so far?
... are those raw potatoes or are they cooked... ]
It's a... ch...ap? Chopped?
[ she does not know what a chapli is ]
... It wasn't chicken, beef, or lamb.
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Oh, well.
Still pending: A lot of shit.]
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[ ANYWAY the other orders-- right. that's completely illegible. well she's pretty sure there were at least two other gyros in there, one beef and one pick-something-at-random because not beef, not lamb, not chicken means.
... is there pork? maybe she just grabs the meat from some not-beef, not-chicken, or not-lamb thing and just hopes for the best. rip.
so that's the sandwiches.
also the potatoes are done! uhhhh baking, anyway, hope they like... baked potato, because zero didn't say so unless she catches the difference on the way back to the tables then rip. also more water now that she thinks about it because one of the things from A looks sort of like what went to C and she's taking her best guess at what they had in common.
chicken on rice is easy, at least. so is the mystery meat skewer! which is very much not on rice like the actual order said, so thanks for that too, Zero. i'm going to pretend Muzet knows what a soft drink is through random exposure to Elympios, but since they didn't specify who knows if it's pepsi or coke or sprite. actually it's probably Mount and Do. both of them.
...... okay so is there baklava just lying around somewhere and is it or is it not mixed in with other random baked or sweet things because there is no way she's making baklava in like, five minutes or whatever these impatient customers seem to think the turnaround is. time to flip through this book to figure out what the heck you stuff the leaves with though, and maybe hopefully find tears? in my soup? or whatever it was in the book as she does so. ]
Did they happen to mention what sauce they wanted?
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[ great. stupid ghosts.
okay well, admittedly Zero has it slightly easier since she can look at her scribbles to reference her (inaccurate) notes. table B had one more sandwich, and it was the mystery meat, but it also had potatoes and a drink. water, probably? she'll, uh. make the baked potato nice. cut it open and get some butter for it.
table C has the mystery meat on the stick and yes, she completely forgot the rice. but it does get a "fancied" up baked potato, so that's nice! they also get the chicken on rice, another potato. anther cup of water and a glass of... whatever fizzy thing Muzet hands her also gets ferried over, but they go to the wrong customers. what, they're sitting with each other! they can just switch.
table D gets... nothing yet, because Muzet asked about sauce. that's actually something Zero can answer because she rolled her eyes when she heard what kind of sauce the ghost demanded! ]
Fancy sauce. Whatever the hell that means.
[ is it back in the kitchen. if it's not... well, then tough shit. ]
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Table B and C receive their orders, and they are not happy. Not at all, no. Because Zero mixed up some of the orders, she will suddenly find that she, herself, will be getting mixed up. She will go right when she wishes to go left, and left when she wishes to go right. It will take conscious effort to stay on track. Meanwhile, Muzet will find that her hands are suddenly extra slippery. She will want to be careful while manning the kitchen!]
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I think I found that last thing-- it's some sort of cake or pastry, actually. Apparently it's made of ladies' fingers and coffee? See if you can find anything like it up here-- I'm going to check the kitchen?
[ ladyfingers is... a name, right????? this isn't much better than the tears otherwise. on the other hand, sauce! and see, it should be easy to mix together mayonnaise and ketchup but hm.
whoops. silly butterfingers. you know those old timey cartoons where there's a guy trying to hold on to a bar of soap but it keeps slipping every time. yeah. that's what's going on in the kitchen right now. it's definitely not the nerves?
on the bright side, she made the last beef gyro for table d before the sauce shenanigans. and the potato which is unfortunately not in the form of fries is ready too. so is the drink.
will muzet find anything for the baklava or leaves in the kitchen during her struggles to mix sauce, tho. ]
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... wait, isn't that the view to the left? uh. well, maybe she's just mixed up, it's not like she took that good a look out here. so Zero does a quick 360, scanning the area for anything that could be holding some kind of dessert(s).
anyways, after that, Zero will go to pick up the plate with the beef gyro and baked potato with the drink. she about faces to drop it off and- gets disoriented. this isn't right??? she's not Mikhail, okay! she doesn't get lost at the drop of a hat!
scowling, she aggressively stomps toward table D. she's, uh. bumping into various tables and chairs along the way as she makes her way over. there's water slopping out of the cup. the sandwich is getting unraveled from all the jostling. the potato is going to end up upside down when the plate gets dropped off. that is a sad, sad plate of food. ]
She's making new sauce for you, so just hang on.
[ because that will... definitely... solve everything wrong with everything. ]
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Unfortunately, though, the customers don't care! Since Zero is in the dining room, she will spot Tables H, I and J packing up to leave. Similarly, Tables B and C will start packing up, while Table D aggressively frowns at her. For some reason, both girls will feel something stabbing into their chests — almost like someone is shoving an ice pick right into their heart. Luckily, Muzet will find everything she needs in the kitchen...? Hm.
They might want to, uh, speed things up.]
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and after some effort the sauce gets done too, that's cool. slams the plates down onto the counter except not really because that'd break them. ]
--There, get them where they need to go!
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[ is what Zero barks at the departing customers, likely to no avail. ugh, this feeling is the worst. why couldn't she have found a nice, dangerous room with monsters or something she could kill?
gritting her teeth, she grabs the plates in both hands and carefully marches over to table C to drop off the baked whatevers. without a word, she then stomps towards table D to set the leaves and the "tears" down. there! happy???
as if anyone could be happy with this poor showing and attitude. ]
Alright, who's ne- augh!
[ and then on her way to the next tables, she turns the wrong way and trips over a chair. ow. wow. uh, is she oka- ]
What do you want to eat?
[ and then a Zero with a bloody nose pops up from the floor right in a customer's face. she looks ready to murder something. maybe herself. maybe the customer if they order a bunch of nonsense dishes again. ]
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it kind of sounds]
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[... like nails against a chalkboard, yeah.
The shadowy customers on that table start scrambling for the door, too.
But, hey. Look at the bright side! Only two tables left now.
Zero will hear them hesitantly whisper the following orders:
TABLE F:
- Hummus and Chips (appetizer)
- Lamb Gyros, with Fruit Punch, Curly Fries and Fancy Sauce
- Beef Gyros, with bottled water, french fries and ketchup
TABLE G:
- Lamb Salad, with bottled water
- Chicken Gyros, with Diet Soda and Curly Fries
Good luck, girls...?]
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