Intoner screeching is... probably worse. possibly. maybe. so Zero grits her teeth, gets the orders jotted down in her Celestial chicken scratch and... you know what? there's only two tables left. she needs something to come out of this freaking nightmare.
so she'll walk back to the kitchen, stumbling and bumping into chairs and the counter as she goes, and carefully repeats to Muzet: ]
F wants chips and... huh-mess? Hoomus? Chips and something. They also want a lamb sandwich with... curled fries? And more of that stupid fancy sauce. And a beef sandwich with franch fries and... cats-up?
[ honestly i'm just trying to think of as many ways to mispronounce a verbal order that she's trying really hard on ]
G wants lamb on greens, and a chicken sandwich with curled fries. I'll handle the drinks for everyone.
[ with her disorientation?????? but... okay. there's a soda fountain basically, there's labels, she can figure this out!
she almost gets stumped on the fruit punch until she sees a cheerful label with "Hi, si! Fruit Punch". but she gets a cup of that. carefully turns around and holy shit was there always a refrigerator in here? with... water in jars???
...... Zero will grab one of those because even if she drops it, it'll be fine. and those two drinks get carefully, carefully taken over to table F.
she only slops a little fruit punch over her hand. ]
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Intoner screeching is... probably worse. possibly. maybe. so Zero grits her teeth, gets the orders jotted down in her Celestial chicken scratch and... you know what? there's only two tables left. she needs something to come out of this freaking nightmare.
so she'll walk back to the kitchen, stumbling and bumping into chairs and the counter as she goes, and carefully repeats to Muzet: ]
F wants chips and... huh-mess? Hoomus? Chips and something. They also want a lamb sandwich with... curled fries? And more of that stupid fancy sauce. And a beef sandwich with franch fries and... cats-up?
[ honestly i'm just trying to think of as many ways to mispronounce a verbal order that she's trying really hard on ]
G wants lamb on greens, and a chicken sandwich with curled fries. I'll handle the drinks for everyone.
[ with her disorientation?????? but... okay. there's a soda fountain basically, there's labels, she can figure this out!
she almost gets stumped on the fruit punch until she sees a cheerful label with "Hi, si! Fruit Punch". but she gets a cup of that. carefully turns around and holy shit was there always a refrigerator in here? with... water in jars???
...... Zero will grab one of those because even if she drops it, it'll be fine. and those two drinks get carefully, carefully taken over to table F.
she only slops a little fruit punch over her hand. ]