The Perk, Thursday afternoon
Jenkins' first week in Fandom was going rather well, he felt. His conversations with the townspeople so far had ranged from only-mildly-irritating to actually-rather-interesting, and he'd gotten in an entire day of lab work yesterday without any interruptions whatsoever. He might even find his way eventually to liking it here.
And now the staff at this darling little coffee place had managed to talk him out of his usual jasmine tea and into something called a London fog.
"I tell you, I had my doubts," he said to the baristas, all of whom were crowding around as he took his first sip. "But this tastes nothing at all like that blasted pea-soup the actual city was plagued with." He took a second sip. The barista who'd prepared the tea latte clasped her hands together at her chest. "It is simply delightful."
The baristas all cheered and clapped the girl on the back. Jenkins smirked faintly into his tea.
"Don't any of the rest of you have jobs?" he asked.
The baristas scattered.
[open coffee shop! Now I wish I had earl grey tea.]
And now the staff at this darling little coffee place had managed to talk him out of his usual jasmine tea and into something called a London fog.
"I tell you, I had my doubts," he said to the baristas, all of whom were crowding around as he took his first sip. "But this tastes nothing at all like that blasted pea-soup the actual city was plagued with." He took a second sip. The barista who'd prepared the tea latte clasped her hands together at her chest. "It is simply delightful."
The baristas all cheered and clapped the girl on the back. Jenkins smirked faintly into his tea.
"Don't any of the rest of you have jobs?" he asked.
The baristas scattered.
[open coffee shop! Now I wish I had earl grey tea.]