The pies were popped into the toaster oven they kept behind the counter for just such requests, gently warming the little things that had been baked fresh that morning. By the time Rogue had finished preparing the coffee, both small pies were nestled on a square plate on a tray with a roll of silverware, ready for her to take over.
It was second nature for her to weave between the tables, greeting the regular customers she knew by name and smiling at all the others until she reached his table. "Your pie and coffee, sir," she announced as she carefully set everything down on the table. "Can I get you anything else?"
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Date: 2017-03-13 02:57 am (UTC)It was second nature for her to weave between the tables, greeting the regular customers she knew by name and smiling at all the others until she reached his table. "Your pie and coffee, sir," she announced as she carefully set everything down on the table. "Can I get you anything else?"