[Hymn #32] [Movement] ~Con moto~

[nightcrossed]

You have got to be kidding me...

[Tear rips down a flyer, scrutinizing it with a mixture of annoyance and disbelief.]

[Flyer reads: "1st Annual Cooking Competition, Date TBA, Sponsored by Cafe Demois, Bring Out Your Best For a Chance to Win Fabulous Prizes Including a Dinner Date Served By Two of Our Fine Waitresses!!"]

[She tears the flyer neatly in half, then looks about for the next one so she can destroy it in the same fashion. They have been tacked up randomly around town.]

((OOC: Demois is pronounced "de moy". It came from my friend saying "cafe de moi" and me trying to make it look cooler. Kabalarians suggests it's a name that's easy-going and refined, and one that attracts people with problems in need of advice or understanding. This is what Fay had suggested to Tear anyway, so I'm going with it. Er... Although it has some negative connotations too, I just wanted a freaking name for Tear's place of employment. If I'm not allowed to do this stuff, tell me now!! Thanks! Also, if anyone is actually interested, I thought we could make a log for it. Doesn't have to be in paragraph form, right? Whatever works.))

Comments

[deusexblastia.livejournal.com]

Whoa, are ya serious!? This is awesome!

1/2

[a-severed-fate.livejournal.com]

...what?

2/2

[a-severed-fate.livejournal.com]

I hate to disappoint you, Raven, but I'm taking these advertisements down. The manager didn't ask permission before publicizing some of the details, and things have since changed.

Re: 2/2

[deusexblastia.livejournal.com]

Don't be shy now, darlin'! Who'd he have ta ask permission from?

[shitsuji-sorewa.livejournal.com]

*Along comes a Hayate*

Ah, Tear-san? What's that you're doing?

[a-severed-fate.livejournal.com]

[Gets slightly defensive, not that it's particularly obvious. Because she could get in trouble for ripping the posters up.] Removing these advertisements. A few of the details of this competition have changed since they were posted.

[shitsuji-sorewa.livejournal.com]

Oh, a contest? *eyes one of the posters, not catching that part about the date thing*

Oh, it's a cooking contest? Ah, maybe I should enter that. I could probably use the prize.

[Because prizes always = money, right? ...Right?]

[twilightsmile.livejournal.com]

[Olette's just gonna watch for a second before she thinks to speak.]

Tear...? What's all this about?

[a-severed-fate.livejournal.com]

My manager thought it would be a good idea to have a cooking competition to boost interest in Cafe Demois.

Unfortunately he didn't ask Rena or myself if we'd be okay with it before printing out all of these advertisements.

[twilightsmile.livejournal.com]

I see... if I were in your position, I'd be kind of mad at my manager too.

But on the upside, it'll definitely bring in more business.

[mokomanjuu.livejournal.com]

*reading a flier*

Uwaa~ Mokona wants a prize!

[a-severed-fate.livejournal.com]

[And man, if it was an excuse to spend time with Mokona, Tear would almost take it.

[Gently.]
I... I'm afraid the prizes are being renegotiated at the moment, Mokona.

[She pauses for a moment, then asks curiously.]
Does Mokona know how to cook?

[mokomanjuu.livejournal.com]

Mokona can cook a little bit, but she can't use the stove by herself!

[airgeargaigar.livejournal.com]

*reading a flyer somewhere with a shine in her eyes*

[a-severed-fate.livejournal.com]

...Subaru? What are you doing?

[airgeargaigar.livejournal.com]

Well, I've been working as a cook like the entire time I've been here, so this looks really cool.

[apurposetolive.livejournal.com]

So, looking forward to your date?

[a-severed-fate.livejournal.com]

[Frowns disapproval.]

No, and I won't be going on any date. I didn't agree to these terms to begin with, therefore I'm not required to abide by them.

[apurposetolive.livejournal.com]

Sure you didn't and just didn't realize it?

[etherbow.livejournal.com]

[[MOMO is sort of startled when Tear tries to destroy the flyer nearest her.]] ...? Oh, I didn't get to see what other prizes there were.

[a-severed-fate.livejournal.com]

[Turns towards MOMO.]

Oh, I apologize. The prizes are still under negotiation, so none of them are set in stone. The plans for holding a cooking competition, however, are pretty much finalized.

[etherbow.livejournal.com]

Oh, please don't worry about it!

Oh, really? Where does one sign up, then?

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[prayfortomorrow.livejournal.com]

*wants that date!!!*

2/2

[prayfortomorrow.livejournal.com]

*a game to win a pretty waitress dinner sounds good to Rika. Maybe she can drag a cute guy with her and call it a date?*

Mii~ii!! That sounds like fun nano desu! Can I play too?

Re: 2/2

[a-severed-fate.livejournal.com]

[Totally oblivious to that scary grin. Because Rika is cute and cute things are innocent and adorable by default.]

It's not a game, exactly, Rika. It's a cooking competition.

If you're still interested, however, I'll be happy to let the manager know.