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Post by Hanna Squalor on Mar 6, 2006 12:51:16 GMT -5
The title tells all I think.Were at the not so in Cafe Samonella after their stock of salmon has run out and the rich in snobs have moved on.Join as we go..
The female waitress smeared more white makeup onto her face to hide the burn. After the htoel fire that nearly killed her and her kid she has to wear gloves and clothes. At the time of the fire she was wearing lettuce which didn't protect her well. This was the only job she could get anymore since her financial advisor position was taken. her once long fingernails clinked against the plate as she brought a cinnamon bun to three kids.
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Post by twistedbrain on Mar 6, 2006 15:23:41 GMT -5
Rebecca Ann Philips sat at the table with her friends, awaiting her food. She was starving!
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Mar 6, 2006 19:54:02 GMT -5
Claire de Cerises was sitting with her as well. (If that is alright with you, twistedbrain)
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Post by Skeleton Key on Mar 6, 2006 20:18:04 GMT -5
Melantha sat hunched in a corner. She wasn't at a table, only at a chair. The tables were too out in the open.
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Post by Hanna Squalor on Mar 7, 2006 11:29:40 GMT -5
The waitress set the cinnamon bun infront of Rebecca Ann. "Will there be anything else" she asked the members of the table fishing into her pockets for her note book.
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Post by twistedbrain on Mar 7, 2006 12:09:35 GMT -5
OOC- Quite all right.
"No, just that for now," Rebecca Ann said.
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Post by Hanna Squalor on Mar 7, 2006 16:48:36 GMT -5
Mese left the customers to serve others. Tabke 2 had orderd tea and sugar...
(Hint at name... anagram.....incase ya'll haven't picked up on it yet.)
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Mar 7, 2006 18:15:12 GMT -5
OOC- Yeah, we got it Hanna.
Claire watched as the waitress walked over to table two.
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Post by twistedbrain on Mar 7, 2006 18:16:38 GMT -5
"Well, I'm glad this is here. I'm starving." Rebecca Ann took out her bottle of poison tester and sprinkled a bit on her food.
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Mar 7, 2006 18:17:29 GMT -5
"Mind if I borrow some? I ran out of mine."
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Post by twistedbrain on Mar 7, 2006 18:18:48 GMT -5
"Sure." When the liquid turned green, she handed it over to Claire and picked up her fork.
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Mar 7, 2006 18:34:40 GMT -5
Claire lightly sprinkled the liquid on her food and gave it back to Rebecca Ann. Claire smiled as she saw it turn green. She took up her fork and began to eat.
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Post by twistedbrain on Mar 7, 2006 18:35:33 GMT -5
"Thank you." Rebecca Ann took a bite. "Mmm, this is so good."
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Post by Skeleton Key on Mar 7, 2006 19:04:28 GMT -5
Melantha suspected that she couldn't order unless she was at a table. Unfortunately, she had a profound dislike for the tables at Cafe Salmonella. She didn't know why. Possibly something one of her personalities did.
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Mar 7, 2006 19:09:21 GMT -5
Claire half-smiled. Her food wasn't as great, but she pretended to enjoy it anyway.
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