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Getting called to Jessica's office was never a very pleasant experience, especially when Louis was there to watch Jessica hand off ridiculous, demeaning jobs to Harvey.
“Croissants?” Harvey asked, incredulous. “I wear a suit to work, and you want me to go back to spending hours rolling out croissants? No offense, but you've got seven assistant bakers- eight, now- who are actually paid to do entry-level jobs like that.” He paused and gestured toward Louis, seconds away from an eye-roll. “Not to mention Louis.”
Louis rolled his eyes. Harvey wondered if it was difficult being so predictable. “Harvey, I'm a manager, too, and I dress just as nicely as you do.”
“Let's not get carried away,” Harvey deadpanned. “And as far as management goes, last night your sister-”
“Harvey,” Jessica interrupted. “You are not going to taunt Louis into demanding that he be given the privilege of doing your job.”
Harvey was certain she was only saying that because it would have worked.
“That still doesn't answer why I have to do this.”
Jessica lifted a folder from her desk and handed it to Harvey. “A woman requested you, specifically. Back when you were still baking for a living, you made a batch of croissants for her and tampered with the recipe.” She lifted an eyebrow at Harvey, and Harvey shrugged.
It wasn't like it was a secret that he was willing to bend the rules if it meant getting a better product, even back when he was doing kitchen work.
Jessica sighed and continued. “Apparently they were 'heavenly' and she wants them again. Since this was all before you were technically entitled to make changes to our bakery's recipes, we don't have the recipe that you used. Recreate it.”
“That was years ago. I could make a hundred batches and still not get the right one.”
Jessica couldn't be moved. “Then put the spare ones in baskets and hand them out to the people you offend,” she suggested coolly. “You're going to do this personally, Harvey. If it means reassigning half of your duties to Louis, I will.”
Harvey agreed before Louis could fit any more smugness on his face and left to personally deal with the croissants.
He found Mike standing in the kitchen with his uniform in his arms, staring at the recipe girl, Rachel, as she stormed off. She was ridiculously good at her job- finding new recipes for the bakery, keeping track of old ones- so she didn't have to play well with others.
“Mike,” he greeted, shoving Jessica's folder on top of the stack of clothes. “Here's your first project. It's a great experience, you should be very honored, and if you tell anyone that you're doing it, I'll personally see to it you never come within ten feet of an oven again.”
Mike managed to switch his shell-shocked look over to Harvey halfway through the explanation. He fumbled with the folder and blinked slowly. “Uh, what?” He still seemed to be torn between staring at Harvey, staring at Rachel, and trying to skim the contents of the folder.
Harvey was at his best when he had a person's full attention. That was really the only explanation for his petulant response of, “Figure it out, genius.”
Mike scowled, but he caught up quickly enough. “Croissants?” he asked. “How do I-”
“Ask the queen of all things recipe,” Harvey said, nodding his head in the direction Rachel had gone.
Mike flushed. “Harvey, she really doesn't like me,” he protested. “I don't think she wants to talk to me.”
Harvey cocked an eyebrow. “Then leave a note in her locker and don't make out with her friends behind the bleachers.”
“Ha ha,” Mike said, sarcastic. “You only joke that we're like high schoolers because you're intimidated by my youthful vigor.” He flashed Harvey a stupid smile- some combination of eager and smug. “Don't worry. I'll try not to make you look bad when my croissants blow the customer away.”
Harvey barely managed to bite back a smile at that, so he handed the file off to Mike and went off to do very important manager things. If he made sure that Rachel was swamped with tracking down some unusual recipes for the afternoon, then it was really just because he wanted to see how well Mike did under pressure.
Donna, with her ridiculous, all-knowing smirk, asked Harvey when she should make sure they had goat eyes in stock.
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And: croissants! Harvey changed the recipe! Of course Mike will blow him away! :D
Eagerly awaiting more!
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of course, mike will blow customer away,and he will blow harvey away as well. I have faith in him :)
waiting for the next chapter eagerly
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