multiversallogs | Fare thee well / Trade in all our words for tea and sympathy

Who: Rachel Conway and THE ENTIRE CITY, if they so choose :|
What: Hanging out at the tea house for tea, conversation, and CR.
Where: The Shrove's Wing.
When: Today, from midday until well into the evening.
Notes: Note the time of day or where your character is sitting if it makes a difference to your thread.
Warnings:Potential for people Rachel knows to get mashed together like Barbies IT'S FUN SHE ENJOYS IT OKAY.

Working the middle shift is a mixed bag. On the one hand, Rachel's day is pretty much shot for anything else; not long enough before her shift for much in the way of adventures, and while her later evening is free it's not like she has a circle of friends or dates or anyone to go out on the town with after.

But the trade-off in being there for this shift is seeing the customer base turn over, from the people doing lunch to the leisurely afternoon lollygaggers, from those arriving for midafternoon tea to the evening dates. A wide range of people, alone or with company, comes and goes over the course of her shift, and she's happy to wait on or hang out with them all.

She can be found manning the tea bar, or sometimes carrying pots, cups, and food to and from tables. Sometimes she even gets to crash at a table or in a booth for a few, or she gets to go upstairs to wait on someone in one of the private rooms. It's a busy day and there are a lot of people to see.

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Jones. Rachel thinks a moment; the name seems familiar. The cohort is getting so big anymore that it's getting harder to keep track of who she has and hasn't spoken to in passing.

"Hey, have you tried the big marketplace in Aspic? They have, like, everything there. A friend of mine got a couch there a month or two ago, so there's totally some furniture vendors."

"I haven't yet, but I will certainly take a look! You may have just led me to my new sofa."

Brie looked down at her menu. "What would you recommend?"

Rachel peered over the top of the menu, looking down at it. "The soups are good, if you're hungry. All the green and black teas are good, too. I'm not such a fan of the herbals but your tastes might be different."

[OOC: I am SO sorry I've been so slow with this thread. Work/sick ate me alive for a few days.]

"Hmmm..." Brie pondered her choices. "Do you guys offer a type of sampler at all? So I could try a little bit of all the green and black teas?"

She honestly had no idea if this sort of thing existed. She's never been to a tea house before, and she's only just getting used to eating at normal restaurants.

Rachel thought about that a moment. "There's nothing like that on the menu... But tell you what." She smiled. "What I can do is pour you a little of whatever orders come through here for the next little while? There's always a bit left over. So you'll get a chance to try a few things and maybe you'll find something you like?"

Brie smiled, slightly embarrassed.

"You don't have to," she whispered. "But that would be wonderful, really. But you don't have to."

"Don't worry about it," Rachel insisted, with an encouraging smile. "It's really no trouble. And I'd rather have you try stuff than get stuck with a cup of something you can't stand. I'm happy to help. Okay?"

She meant it; she was always willing to indulge people in things like this, do whatever she could to make sure they were all right.

Rachel seemed like too good of a person. The kind that Brie sometimes needed to worry about, because people would take advantage of their goodness.

"Thank you," she said, smiling. "In return, I could do you a favor if you'd like."

She was used to dealing in favors, seeing how long she was kindred. For some reason, the undead enjoyed using favors as currency.

"Oh, it's all right." Rachel smiled. She didn't want to be outright rude and refuse, though, so-- "Tell you what. I don't need anything right now but if I did I'll let you know?"

"Sure that works."

While waiting, Brie took a look at the other customers. People who didn't need to work during the day. Or they came here perhaps during their lunch breaks.

But then again, Baedal was really never a 9-5 kind of city.

A couple of minutes later Rachel set two small cups down in front of Brie. "Okay, so this one is, like, just your standard plain black tea," she explained. "This other one is one of the local recipes, it's like, an herbal mix with flowers. Like, hibiscus flowers? If you're familiar with those. It's real close."

She started fussing with another pot, setting it out and carefully measuring leaves into it from a canister. "I'll have something else you can try in a few minutes, when this one finishes."

Brie sipped at the black tea first. It had a strong flavor, but Brie didn't really know how to describe it. It was like tasting nothing really, but still it had a strong taste.

The hibiscus tea was an immediate hit. It tasted similar to cranberries and now, Brie knew that she liked sweeter teas more than bitter teas.

"Thank you. I really like the hibiscus one."

"You're welcome!" Rachel smiled at her. "Do you want a whole cup of the hibiscus tea, or do you want to wait and try some others?" She was fine either way, she didn't mind the sampling. Best that Brie be sure that she was getting something she liked.

"Why don't I try a few more. I have a suspicion that I'll actually end up getting a whole cup of the hibiscus later anyway. But at least this way, I can say I tried more than just two."

This was -- quaint. Brie hadn't been in a quaint situation since she was a little girl, and it was hard to believe that the first calm moments in her life were coming in Baedal.

"I like your thinking. I'll get you some of whatever order I fill next, or grab a bit from one of the other servers, if they get to something first."

She busied herself wiping out a few cups in the meantime. "So, Brie, have you and your friend found work yet?"

"Yes! I'm actually working for Hellsing. Have yet to get my first assignment, but I don't think it will be long."

She finished off her small tastes of tea. "And...which friend are you referring to?"

Fare thee well / Trade in all our words for tea and sympathy

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