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[burbonmilkshake]

Again with the music coming from 202. Only this time, it's--The Beatles? WTF?

Faye's decided that she'll rotate different types of music in while making coffee. It's only fair, after all.

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[wolfbitharder]

Albrecht loves the Beatles! And coffee, which he could smell even from up in his apartment on the fifth floor (he loves having wolf senses sometimes).

"Coffee? I'll take three."

[burbonmilkshake]

Faye grins. "Start with one, and then you get all the refills your poor little bladder can handle." She holds out her hand. "Faye Whitaker, local snarky barista."

[wolfbitharder]

"Hey, my bladder is huge," he says with a smirk, and shakes her hand.

"Albrecht, local snarky....guy. That works."

[burbonmilkshake]

She chuckles. "How do you take your coffee, snarkman?"

[woolyblacksheep]

Is that a chirpy, high-pitched Jaws tune playing as Tsuzuki wanders into 202 and swings his head round as he smells coffee?

It isn't, it's just more Beatles. But it should be.

Tsuzuki immediately changes direction to wander towards Faye.

"Coffee?"

[burbonmilkshake]

Faye blinks. "Yes. How do you take yours?"

[woolyblacksheep]

Tsuzuki thinks this over for a few moments.
"Lots of sugar," He decides eventually. "And creamer. Lots of that, too."

[burbonmilkshake]

She pours the coffee and complies with this, and hands it over. "I'm Faye," she says with a smile.

[kurosakiboy]

The Beatles are not his kind of band, but he can handle it. Ichigo makes his way into 202, still yawning and stretching. He's a teenager, and thus allowed to sleep in as late as he pleases.

Also, casual clothing and lack of weaponry abound! He wasn't in the mood to do the Shinigami thing today.

"Hey." he grumbles at her in a friendly sort of way. "Got anythin' but coffee? Soda?"

[burbonmilkshake]

"Water, and alcohol. But you're not allowed alcohol." She grins over at him.

"Oh, and tea, if you want it."

[kurosakiboy]

"What? It's the end of the world, I'm pretty sure me being a minor doesn't matter much anymore!" BAH he says. BAH TO YOU. She just wants it all for herself...

"I'm sick of water and tea. Isn't there anything good?"

[burbonmilkshake]

She sighs. "Ethically, it would be wrong for me to give you wine. People would think I'm trying to seduce you or something."

COME ON, ICHIGO. IT LOOKS BAD.

[meimeichanic]

"Oh hey," there's a grease-stained smiling mechanic heading in, drawn by the lure of the smell. "Is this coffee?"

[burbonmilkshake]

"It is. How do you want it? Black, or with creamer and/or sugar?" Faye says with a smile.

[meimeichanic]

"Real, actual coffee?" Kaylee repeats, stunned. "With actual creamer? Shiny!"

[burbonmilkshake]

"You bet!" she says. She pours the girl a mug and passes it to her, along with the creamer and sugar. "Here you go, hon. My name's Faye, by the way."

[ushouldcwhatic]

And somebody's singing along a little, or at least humming to it. Johnny's a classic rock fan, much to his friend, Bruce's chagrin. (Thinks that Johnny wouldn't like any music under 30 years old apparently, though Johnny's always claimed that he just likes something that's a classic.)

"Good choice of tunes today."

[burbonmilkshake]

Faye grins. "Thanks, John. In for the coffee or the music today?"

[ushouldcwhatic]

He smiled back, "Bit of both? Go well together. Both classics."

[burbonmilkshake]

She grins. "They are indeed. I forget, how do you like your coffee again?"