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Post by KeshmarCurlyHair on Sept 10, 2012 5:10:57 GMT -5
"Sorry miss, we don't sell pizza here." the cashier said, writing the order down. "And uh... what kind of juice?"
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Post by Kazuki4356 on Sept 12, 2012 23:14:05 GMT -5
"Oh, umm... apple juice," Marendy replied.
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Post by KeshmarCurlyHair on Sept 12, 2012 23:48:12 GMT -5
"That voice sounds familiar..." the cashier thought.
"Brella, tell the man what you want." Julian said. "And remember, we're not staying here, so get something portable."
"I don't know. Uh..." Brella said, thinking. "I guess I'll get a sandwich too."
"What kind?" the cashier asked. "We got turkey, ham, bacon..."
"Bacon!" Brella exclaimed. "A bacon sandwich. With some water."
"Okay then, and for you Jul?"
"A fish sandwich with a cup of water, please." Julian said.
"Okay, let me read your order back to you." the cashier said. "Turkey sandwich and lemonade, a salad and apple juice, a bacon sandwich with water, and a fish sandwich, also with water."
"Yeah, that's right." Julian confirmed.
"Okay then, be right back." The cashier then turned around, handing the order to a passing-by chef. He then walked over to the back.
Julian turned around, then sighed. She then looked down to Marendy. "Something wrong?"
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Post by Kazuki4356 on Sept 14, 2012 1:24:44 GMT -5
Marendy leaned over to Julian's ear and shielded her mouth. "I played here before, and they didn't like my music much at all," she whispered.
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Post by KeshmarCurlyHair on Sept 30, 2012 1:34:36 GMT -5
"Don't worry, we're not staying long." Julian said. "If they say anything about it, I'll handle it."
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Post by Kazuki4356 on Oct 5, 2012 19:41:26 GMT -5
"Ok then," Marendy said nervously. She then paused. "I wonder if maybe they'd change their mind if I played again..."
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Post by KeshmarCurlyHair on Nov 2, 2012 0:56:46 GMT -5
"You!" the manager yelled, walking over to the group. He looked down at Marendy. "What are you doing back here?!?"
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Post by Kazuki4356 on Nov 2, 2012 7:23:25 GMT -5
"Well... I..." Marendy stuttered as she looked to the side unsure what to say.
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Post by KeshmarCurlyHair on Dec 4, 2012 0:07:50 GMT -5
"You..." the manager said, scowling.
"Wait a second, what's going on here?" Julian spoke up, then looked over at the manager. "What's this about, Marsa?"
The manager turned around. "Oh, Julian. This woman came in 'pretending' to be a musician before casting a strange spell with her lute, injuring most of the staff and customers! I had to kick her out before she caused any more trouble."
"She's with me, don't worry about that." Julian said.
The manager looked back down to Marendy, still scowling.
"Seriously, it's okay." Julian reassured him.
The manager sighed. "Well, if it's for you, Jul."
"Don't worry, we're not staying." Julian said before the manager walked away. Julian then looked back at Marendy.
"What was that about?" Brella asked.
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Post by Kazuki4356 on Dec 22, 2012 17:33:50 GMT -5
"Some people just can't appreciate real music," Marendy replied. "But one day everyone will love my songs."
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