A RP about running the restaurant business in the MGE world
Cuz why not?
A RP about running the restaurant business in the MGE world
Cuz why not?
(Let's wait for Spaz.)
(K.)
Harry (the waiter):Yes, yes thank and all that jaz *Sets the tables and inspects them for even the tiniest discrepency*"
(Actually i'll be a chef aswell if that's cool, yes i've two characters for this RP, this waiter guy
and me.. comrade spazerz)
Me: I get in the kitchen and greet a fellow co-worker "Privjet tovarishch, today we make good food for customers as always yes!?" I say with cheerfull tone.
"Right, try not to add to much spice unless they order that, and don't taste any of them this time either. I'm in charge of the spice dishes." The Hell Hound chef Maggie tells Spaz.
The tables are all in order and the restaurant is the same as it's ever been, a modern decor set with pick gold accents and flame designs along the walls.
I look around, it was all beautiful. That, and the food, are probably why we're one of the best restaurants.
Soon, I pull out my phone to see if there are any messages. Though, there are none, like usual. To this, I let out a sigh and completely turn off my phone before slidding in into my pocket.
After that, I let out a small yawn before looking around some more.
"Almost time..." I whispered out a loud, staring at the window now.
Me: " AH ofcourse no worries tovarishch, i am of beings carefull, *pulls out vodka bottle* You see?, i broughrt my own vodka *drinks it upp* Aha!, now the slavination is in full effect comrade, let's cook.
Harry:* Rushes to the door and stands with a smile ready to greet the customers*
I look at Spazerz, and then roll my eyes. "I don't think drinking mere minutes away from us opening is a good idea." I say, just staring at him.
"Njet tovarishch, you see, drinking vodka, rakija, kompot, kvass etc is what fuels the slavination in your brain, you see the more i drink, the better i get at everything, here have some Kompot (^_^)