Pizza Planet, Saturday
Even as a small child, Jen had been possessed of a very strong sense of responsibility. Or possibly had it genetically hardcoded into her; in her time, that was a really good possibility.
In any case, there was a very serious looking five-year-old who made her way down to the pizza parlor bright and early, found the staff already there, and crossed her arms (harder than you'd think with a remote control Ace-bandaged to her left wrist) as she looked up at them and said very, very solemnly, "I know I'm s'posed to be here today but I can't reach anything so you have to take care of it for me, okay?"
The kitchen guys had been in Fandom too long. They assured her they would.
"Oooo, an' can you make me lotsa pizzas to take back with me?" Jen asked, bouncing a little. "I's very important, 'cause Racerranger is on today! But make it quick 'cause it's on at noon!"
And so it was that Jen ended up departing Pizza Planet an hour later, pulling a little pink wagon full of pizzas back up to the dorms. The delivery guy had offered to help, but even five-year-old Jen had a scary Stern Face, apparently.
Well, one way or another, Pizza Planet was open.
[OOC: If wee-employee free, anyway. So mod away.]
In any case, there was a very serious looking five-year-old who made her way down to the pizza parlor bright and early, found the staff already there, and crossed her arms (harder than you'd think with a remote control Ace-bandaged to her left wrist) as she looked up at them and said very, very solemnly, "I know I'm s'posed to be here today but I can't reach anything so you have to take care of it for me, okay?"
The kitchen guys had been in Fandom too long. They assured her they would.
"Oooo, an' can you make me lotsa pizzas to take back with me?" Jen asked, bouncing a little. "I's very important, 'cause Racerranger is on today! But make it quick 'cause it's on at noon!"
And so it was that Jen ended up departing Pizza Planet an hour later, pulling a little pink wagon full of pizzas back up to the dorms. The delivery guy had offered to help, but even five-year-old Jen had a scary Stern Face, apparently.
Well, one way or another, Pizza Planet was open.
[OOC: If wee-employee free, anyway. So mod away.]