Beans and Incidences In The Morning
Hugo: *I was wiping down the counter and a few empty tables during a lull when I looked at the clock and realized that Dom should be coming in any minute. I haven't really worked any shifts with him so far, he's been on shift with Jesse mostly. I normally would have this morning off, but Jesse had an appointment and couldn't come in until 8, so I told him I could cover the first half of the shift. Just as I'm heading back behind the counter the door opens, and in walks The Dom...He doesn't appear too awake... Not surprising, but possibly useful for rumour-mongering...* Good morning, sunshine. *I grin in a much too awake and chipper manner, just to annoy him*
Dom: *scratching my head and yawning, I drag my feet into the Bean, barely awake and wishing I didn't have to work today. Glancing up at Hugo as I slip behind the counter, I try not to scowl at his chirpiness* Eh, good morning Hugo.
Hugo: *I can't help smirking* Late night? * Push a cup of his preferred poison into his hand as I point him at the back room to grab his apron*
Dom: *Nodding, I appreciatively sip the proffered cup of coffee as Hugo shoos me into the back room* Cheers. And yeah, didn't really sleep much last night. Had to finish my paper. *grabs my apron and comes out again, tying it on*
Hugo: *I quirk an eyebrow* Really? What class?
Dom: *Staring at Hugo suspiciously* Feature writing. Why? *starts up the cappuccino machine which begins coughing and sputtering*
Hugo: *I blink... What have I stumbled on?* No reason, is there some reason I *should* be interested?
Dom: *Maintaining a blank expression* Nope, none at all. Just me, doing my paper in my room, alone. *takes down the biscotti tins and starts refilling them*
Hugo: *I ponder for a moment* Riight...You haven't by chance seen that poor science professor whom you traumatised with the roadkill under Professor Viggo's car, have you? I heard you sent her back into a bad trip from some LSD a few nights before that...
Dom: Which Science professor? *thinks for a while* Professor Vera Hoffman? *laughs heartily* She probably doesn't know what LSD is, probably thinks it's a new punk band from Germany.
Hugo: No, she's got a bit of a history... And she was in here later that day muttering about evil dissection frogs and how they had tried to eat her earlier...
Dom: *blinks* She....was? *Shakes head in disgust* I swear, why can't we have any normal professors for once? I heard that even the new Drama one is a bit batty.
Hugo: Hey, Dave's not bad, just a little eccentric. And believe me, weird professors are better than boring ones. Done anything weird to Viggo or Bean lately?
Dom: *chuckles* Oh yeah. Me and Bills and the new Yank kid Elijah filled Bean's car with baby powder. You should have seen his face. it would have been red with anger, except that it was all crusted white. *chuckles* They didn't seem to mind when we saw them at Club Mordor, though. In fact, they seemed pretty preoccupied with each other.
Hugo: Oh really?? *Mind begins working overtime...I might just have to tell Karl about this, speed up Operation Storeroom* Anything else you can tell me about
those two?
Dom: *Raises an eyebrow at you* Well, I don't know, they looked normal, I guess. Except maybe I thought I saw Viggo slide a hand down Bean's back, but it might have been the strobe lights hitting my eyes. *Shrugs as I replenish the coffee filters*
Hugo: *Sighs* Oh well, I guess it was too much to hope for. You seem quite chipper for so early on a Saturday, what's with you?
Dom: Me? Chipper? *laughs* I'm hardly civilised before I've had my morning brew, thanks. *smiles to myself* I suppose I've been happier these days, yeah. But that's about it, really.
Hugo: *Smiles* Well, I'm glad you're happier. I remember Jesse mentioning you had a bad few days earlier this week. Glad it's cleared up.
Dom: Jesse said that? *grins* I'm not surprised he noticed, I was busy almost scalding customers and dragging my feet around miserably. *takes another sip of my coffee* And yeah, I'm happier. Life's pretty good. If you could give me an advance on my paycheck, then life would be pretty fuckin' A.
Hugo: Sorry, no can do. It's not *my* fault Karl's started charging for beer.
Dom: *Shrugging as I start grinding some coffee beans* Ah well, it was worth a try, I reckon. And now that Karl's all moony over his new boyfriend, I would have reckoned that it would be easier to squeeze free alcohol out of him.
Hugo: *I give him an "are you nuts" look* I know how you weaseled free beer before, that's not exactly an available option anymore.*I pour myself a cup of coffee and glace around the Bean* Well, it looks relatively quiet, and I'm off shift in a few minutes, is there anything you needed to ask me?
Dom: *Looks indignantly at you* What do you mean, you know how I've weaseled free beer before? That was a joke, man! *shakes head, slightly miffed* Anyway, I think I can handle the joint, we'll call you on your cell if we have a caffeine emergency or somesuch. *smirks*
Hugo: *Chuckles* You do that. I'm going to disappear and get some sleep. Try not to burn the place down. *I head for the door to the staircase to my apartment. Oh God, I still have cleaning to do... My shoulders slump. Well, sleep first, clean later.*
Dom: *waves as Hugo walks out of the place muttering to himself* Bye, Mr. H!