WHO: The Captain Aziza and her loyal(?) crew of Liberty’s youngins (+ customers? You'll will beprobably be forced to walk the plank though)
WHEN: Thursday July 15th, afternoon
WHERE: Captain CheesyBeard’s Restaurant
WHAT: Aziza is sick and tired of this bad food and lazy workers. The only logical answer, of course, is to steal the ship and set sail
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“So, what do you have...?”
Feliks tore his focus off the nails he was filing to roll his eyes at the customer standing in front of him, “Tuna... something. I don’t know it’s not like I’d touch the stuff... gag.”
He eyed them when they didn’t leave after that. With a big sigh he leaned over, using his filer to tap the sign he’d taped to the front of the podium that read, ‘just, like, seat yourself’, though with the disarray of the place that seemed like it’d be quite the task to find a seat on their own, not like he cared. He did jump though when they slowly started to try and do that, he’d almost forgotten to hand them their menus! He did so before shooing them off to that impossible task.
Once they were out of his ‘care’ Feliks resisted the urge to pat himself on the back; he was just so amazing at his job.
He eyed the rest of the place, spotting one of the waitresses standing around and looking the whole place over like something was going on. He stared for a moment, thinking on how weird that was... but the thought quickly left because just then he noticed one of his nails were still a little longer then the others, that wouldn’t do! He went back to attacking his nails with his filer and leaning his back against the podium.
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