Curtesia

[miss_steampunk]

>Restaurant info<
Name:
(Still deciding v.v; )

Outside:
Brown tiled roof and white painted walls. There are a few potted plants(mostly flowers) growing next to the door. A few feet from the door is a large window with the name of the restaurant painted on in big black and gold letters.

Inside:
The inside has a small tables sprinkled around, the table are made of redwood and have glass at the top of them. Each table has a flower at it's center in a very small vase...it was Clone's idea.
At the entrance to the restaurant is a counter for customers to pay for their meal. Smoking is prohibited, there's a sign that says so near the door.

*~An Ordinary Day at the Restaurant~*

"Welcome~!" Said the waitress to a few costumers walked in to the small restaurant. "Find a table and we'll get to you shortly." the girl chirped.

The waitress was short, around five foot three inches tall to be exact. She had dark orange hair and round teal eyes, her skin was pale and her cheeks always had a pink tint to them. But her most outstanding feature were the round tiger ears that were on her head and the striped tail that came with. This little tiger waitress was Clone, the foster-daughter to the owner of this very restaurant.

Clone scrambled about taking orders and serving them, today it was almost a full house. Luckily she manged to get some of her friends to help her out.

She took a five minuet break and wiped her forehead with a handkerchief "Phew~ Today is another busy day..." she thought aloud as she watched the other waitresses take orders.

Once her break was up she immediately when right back to serving the costumers with a smile on her face.

In the kitchen was a whole other mess, a large man with dust grey-brown hair was shouting different names of dishes that needed to be cooked, he himself was cooking as well but much faster then the other cooks were. He cringed when he heard that dreadful SMASH sound of breaking dishes.

He slowly turned to see one of the newer employees staring wide-eyed at a pile of broken plates. The boy looked at the man and started bowing several times "I'm sorryI'msorryI'msorryI'msorryI'msor-" He stopped his apologizing when the man shoved a broom into his hands and smiled at him, his gentle green eyes staring at him. "The glass won't clean itself boy, now c'mon get cleanin'!" he said giving the boy a friendly pat on the back.

The boy smiled and nodded, looking a little winded while he swept. The man sighed and continued his cooking magic. The man's name was Johnathan, the owner of this busy, little restaurant.

((Phew~ About time I posted hehe ^^;;; ))  

[miss_steampunk]

Clone heard the bell on the front door jingle when it was opened Ah, more customers~! she thought happily. The ruffles on the rim of her waitress dress swayed as she walked over to Hannah and Aaron. "Welcome~! feel free to find a table and we'll get to you shortly." she said with a smile.

Her tail swayed to and fro as she looked behind her to see if the people already seated needed anything. She then heard orders ready to be served to the customers, she quickly went to the counter and grabbed the serving tray and put the dishes on it and gave the food to the designated customers. She kept her eye on the two new customers that so that she knew when they were seated.
 

[miss_steampunk]

Clone tended to some other customers before going up to Aaron and Hannah's table. "Hello, I'll be your server this evening." she smiled. "Can I get you two something to drink to start off with?" she asked. Her tigers twitched lightly, listening for anything important in case she is needed. Her tail continued to sway, stirring the hem of her dress a little. She had her notepad and pen out to write down the orders and held her serving tray under her arm.  

[miss_steampunk]

Clone nodded "Alright." she said then wrote down their orders on her notepad. She glanced at Aaron and smiled then went to go get their orders ready. She tore the piece of paper with their orders from the note pad and hung on a circular rack with other orders attached to it. She then went to go serve other tables she was serving at.

But she was stopped suddenly when someone pulled on her dress, almost lifting it.

"Oh no..." Clone murmured to herself. Another one of those customers... she thought grimly as she turned around to see who the pervert of the day was.

"Hey cutie~ Could ya' get me some, ah..." he then said a very inappropriate term that I won't say in front of the kiddies. ((XP))

Clone blushed darkly then smiled although her eyes were glaring "I'm sorry sir we don't have that here." she said in a very malice-filled tone and quickly walked away before the pervert could say or do anything.  

[miss_steampunk]

Clone's tail puffed up in surprise, she had dropped her serving tray and was staring wide-eyed at Aaron. She snapped out of it when Hannah asked her a question, "A-ah....yes I-I'm fine." she was defiantly shaken up but she wasn't hurt.

Johnathan heard the loud crash and swiftly barged out of the kitchen "What's going on!?" he asked, looking at Hannah, then Aaron, then Clone...and then at the man with the footprint on his face.  

[miss_steampunk]

Clone eventually calmed down and looked at Aaron and smiled "I-I'm thankful that you helped me." although it was a little....violent. she thought. Her tail swayed around nervously.

The pervert groaned in pain "Dude...wah' the hell happin?" his voice was slurred because his cheek was swollen from the kick and his head hurt.

Johnathan sighed and rubbed the back of his neck, he thought for awhile then walked over to Aaron and patted him on the shoulder "Well, ya' did good tryin' to protect my daughter. Don't worry 'bout the damage I it can be fixed easy heh." he smiled, his eyes softening a bit.