I'll take that one....or 5 of those...

[Marcus De Leymon]

No one ever said he was one to rush into things. It was still within his first couple days here at the Inn, but plenty of time had passed for him to at least attempt at keeping up his deal with De’Ryanna. But alas nothing. Well, not completely nothing. Today he was feeling rather adventurous. So, when he had awoken this morning, the normal routine of getting himself all prettied up, dressed, and ten decided to take a look at the grounds. Let’s see exactly what he was in store for. So taking a long walk around the place he sought out all those nooks and crannies that he would soon be tending too. He figured it would probably be smart to make not of any bushes or plants that might need some help sooner than later. He would wander though the gardens, down around the stables, up and down the roads. Everything that he could possibly do without actually doing anything. His perfect sort of work!

But that would be enough work for one day. He was near exhaustion! So, while he was wandering the outer parts of the grounds, he decided to just keep going. Leathered legs moved his form down the road. Dark hues looking around at the world around him. It seemed every corner of this wide world had something new to share. And his case would be proven as he started coming up on a new building. Well now, this is interesting. Perked brow rose to lift eyes up to the sign. “Starbucks”. Hmmm….

Well why not? So without hesitation, his form would be wandering up to the doors. And with a swing, they would be opened for him. Stepping in, black velvet shirt padded softly over torso. Coals starting to look around, not exactly sure what to expect. There were a pew patrons sitting sporadically around the place. And of course there was the bar with the workers and register. That seemed the place to be. So, moving over he looked to the people behind the bar, waiting for some form of greeting. But then, as if the clouds parted revealing the heavens themselves. Looking up he saw the menu. All of the coffees, teas, smoothies, espressos and all sorts of other things that he had absolutely no idea what they were. He was in awe. At last! A place that was a true mystery to him. And a dink that he hadn’t had the pleasure to be sick over yet. Was this paradise?

[-:|[ Titania ]|:-]

The bell above the door would chime, when he entered the Starbucks, alerting them all that the door had been activated. If one looked behind the counter, they would see the register, behind said register was a scrawny young man, the same that was there often for he had a full time job. He was glad that Titania had made it back in one piece with her habit of leaving the place with random guys. Not that it was always as bad as it sounded right?

So when the man came up to the counter, the boy would speak up, his voice cracking. "Hello, welcome to Starbucks, what can I get for you today?" He cast a glance over to Titania, whom was standing next to him. Both were decked out in the Starbucks uniform, both had the aprons, though the boy had a baseball cap, Titania had a visor, and her pony tail came out the top of it. She was glad she had gotten up to the visor, that caps had bothered her.

She was still helping him get the drinks, until this current line was gone, then she was going to do some bussing of the tables, and it looked like it was just about that time. Standing next to the scrawny redhead, she smiled waiting patiently to get started on the order.

[Marcus De Leymon]

Now that was the question of the hour. As the man spoke to Marcus, head would drop head, that flowing brown hair bouncing just above shoulders. And over those features would be a look of absolute puzzlement. But it could be understood if you were looking at a completely different language, and then asked to recite your pick from it. Well, he honestly didn’t know.

I’m not completely sure yet. Um….what’s ya got that’s good?

Oh yeah, that wasn’t broad or anything. But hey, how else could he say I don’t know what this stuff is without sounds like a complete fool? So, e would look back up to the menu to stare even more at words he didn’t know. Then eyes trailed back down to the guy. But then, as half the world would guess, view would trail over to the woman that was standing near by. Sending her a smirk he would nod his head a bit. But then, back to the greek.

[-:|[ Titania ]|:-]

The young guy didn't know how to take the man, or his words, about not knowing what he wanted. Everyone knew what they wanted when they came in! Made his job so much easier! And here, this man comes in and doesn't have a clue. As his hands were moving to fly up in the air in the unviersal are you kidding me sign. He would get a small tap of his shoulder, and that was all that it took for him to lower his hands, and shoot a almost grateful look at Titania.

Smoothly she moved forward from her slightly back spot, as she tilted her head at the man, "Do you flavored coffees that don't taste like coffee? Chocolate or Carmel. Whipped topping? Or are you more of a guy that prefers his coffee to taste like coffee? Do you have a big thirst or a small thirst? Do you not want coffeee at all but some other drink? Like hot cider or hot chocolate? Perhaps you'd like a muffin or a donut or a breakfast sandwhich?" First things first, you had to figure out if the man wanted food or drink and what sort, more details to be following, once he replied.

The boy behind the counter, whom really had just recentlly gradutated high school, was still looking at the man, as if he hadn't come in for what the place offered but because he could see the pretty lady from the window.

[Marcus De Leymon]

So many questions! So many that he wasn’t completely sure how to approach it all. But he would be happy when he saw that woman taking over for the boy that would clearly be in some sort of mess had that attitude were able to be released. Now that wouldn’t have been good for either of them. For the boy…well….cause he would be the one hurtin. And for Marcus, he would earn himself a bad rep after only being in the area for not even a couple days yet. So, both were better left avoided. But when the woman started spewing off that barrage of questions, a curious brow would raise as he looked to her. And when she was done, a chuckle would spurt out of lips.

I suppose I could go for a large drink. Um…..coffee flavor would be good. But I don’t like the strong coffees. That stuff just sits bad with my stomach. If that helps at all. But no food, please. Had a big meal last night.

Come in merely for the pretty woman? Well, that certainly sounds like Marcus. And wouldn’t be the first time he spent some coin just for that purpose, or others, but that was simply not the case this time. No, today, it was pure curiosity. Curiosity that is turning out to be a bit of a problem. If e known this place was all in Greek he would have brought a translator.

[-:|[ Titania ]|:-]

One should remember that apperances can be rather...decieving. So it might not of been that boy that was hurtin'.

She took in his words, and she moved rather quickly tapping a few keys on the cash register, and looking to him, "2.95" It was a cheap price for this place, indeed, and after telling him the amount she set to work, before a pause. "Sugar or cream?" They had them both. But she knew he wanted it to taste like coffee so they just needed that part. The large cup already had the band around it, so the super hot liquid wouldn't burn any hands. A smile, though was it because of the man or because she was just that sort of worker.

The boy had stepped back up to the register to accept the money from the man, for he was responsible for the money in that drawer, so he had to take it all in and give correct change out if.

[Marcus De Leymon]

How more vague could he be? Or was she just that good at what she did that she knew exactly what he should have? Either way, brow would rise when he saw her fly into action. He would watch her idly as he started riffling pockets finding his funds. Looking down at is hand he made sure he had somewhat the right amount, minus some random piece of something that too was there. But he would hand the boy what he had with a smile. Then….back to watching.

And yes, the whole guy thing would be showing as he watched the woman. Okay, maybe parts of it were a Marcus thing, like when she turned to ask if he wanted cream or sugar, he didn’t stop where most guys would quickly turn away or pretend they were looking at something else. No, the way he figured it, they knew we look, so why bother hiding it? That just shows your cowardice. He would ponder on her question for a second before parting smirking lips to answer.

Cream please. More natural and smooth that way. I think?

She would probly know that better then he, but that’s what he thought at least. As she went about making this creation, he moved down the counter a bit away from the register and leaned forward, hips resting against it.

So what did you choose for me? I’ll have to remember what it’s called for the next time I swing by.

[-:|[ Titania ]|:-]

She was just that good! And she was used to being watched, not just guys watched her, she had caught a few females too. She just smiled politely, and went on her business, it didn't really effect her. She figured that it was nothing personal, it was just a natural reaction to pay attention to the one doing the most movement. The girl wasn't one that had low self-esteem but for the most part, she wasn't over egotistical either.

The boy took his money, popped it into the register and gave him a small smile, "Have a great day." And he went on to help whom was next. He knew the drill. He would of gotten annoyed, but he knew when Titania was making her drinks, and it was one that needed a bit of her attention, that he was on his own. Really it wasn't busy in there right now, and she was going to be washing the tables, so he might as well get used to it.

She would move towards the man, cup in hand, and set it upon the table. A small grin, "Like what you see?" Even as she spoke her head was nodding as she poured the cream into the cup, not overly much, but enough that would make a difference. Then she would push it towards him. "Tell me if you like it first or not...and then I will tell you what its called." She thought that was only fair. For if he didn't like it, then he wouldn't need to know its name for he wouldn't want to order it!

[Marcus De Leymon]

The drink or you?

That was such a quick answer. He didn’t even hesitate. He normally didn't. Again, must be a Marcus though, lately he started thinking about how he might wanna stop acting, or speaking, so quick. He did tend to get himself into all sorts of situations. Some good, some bad. It's all in how you look at it. But when he saw her approaching with his drink, body would be pushed back with hips off the counter. Turning fully to her, a hand would be extended to take the offered drink. Once received, he would look at it a moment before back up to her.

Now, what happens if I don't like it? You gunna give it another shot?

He wasn't really looking for an answer by the looks of that grin as he slowly brought steaming cup to lips. And being ever so careful a small sip was taken. Face changed as the heat of the drink got to him, but he would swish it around a bit before swallowing. Head nodding a bit.

It's a little too hot to tell right now, but so far so good. Well done!

[-:|[ Titania ]|:-]

She smirked. "Well the way you were looking, I was speaking of me. I figured you'd let me know bout the drink, after you tasted it." She nodded her head, men! She had no tolerance when a man was caught looking, they should be ready to be noticed thier noticing!

At his next words she gave a nod, "Indeed I am. If you don't like this one, I will try another mixture. I have my own mixtures, the one your drinking is mixture number three." Not that she was sure anyone else would know what her mixture number three was, but she did.

But then, he said the right thing, but in this instance seeing she was cursed it was the wrong thing. She burst into tears. "Your happy with the mixture." Sniffle. "I am soo....happy." Yes that was what she said, even though there were tears now pouring down her face. "I am always happy when I get something right with asking few questions." Her hand lifted to brush away the tears. She even bent down to pick up a tissue from the shelf behind the counter, and dabbed at her eyes. "It brings me...such...sorrow to make people happy." Nor normally she would be doing her happy lil smile, and maybe even patting her own back. She sniffed before lifting the tissue again. "Is there anything else I can get you?" She asked though she did not move from that spot.

~Sorrow number 2~

[Marcus De Leymon]

Oh he would continue that smirk. Though, even he sometimes had to hide those lips. They had some tendencies to get him in trouble. So as he listened to her, that cup would be brought up to take another small sip. Hey, he might have started to get under her skin with his mannerisms, but he was definitely Marcus.

Well then. In that case, yes I do. On both accounts. Though I think the coffee is far easier to get my hands on.

Well that just took a sudden leap into not-so-subtle land. But, he was enjoying himself, as could be told by the smile remaining over crimsons. And as she continued, he would be politely nodding and listening intently. When most patrons would be saying thank you and taking their seats or leaving, he instead had all of his attention on her. Though, that smile would soon fade when she started....crying? Brow perked up. The words didn't match the actions. Sure he had gotten some odd reactions before. But this would take the cake.

Tilting his head to the side a bit, the cup would be lowered back down to counter.

Um.....is everything alright? Did this.....remind you of someone?

He did have a bit of worry in his voice. He may be what some would call a player, but he did have human emotions. And seeing a woman cry like this did not sit well with him.

[-:|[ Titania ]|:-]

If Titania had been herself, things would not have happened the way that they did. She would not of busted out in tears, because he liked the drink, she would have been proud of herself. But she wasn’t herself! She had been cursed by a sly leprechaun that she had thought was a hired actor. Speaking of which, she really should of listened to Archer, but she did still have that check that was written to cash for the actor that never showed up. Maybe she would use it to buy Archer a nice supply of liquor when his curse wore off. A oopsy, I should of listened to you gift. But yes...back to the matter at hand, she had been a tad scatter brained since getting cursed, it was a curse.

His words, well they had that small grin forming. “Yes, the coffee is easier to get your hands on, but perhaps not as rewarding?” Did she just say what he thought she just said? Yes, yes she did. The girl was a flirt, when dealing with people in a setting such as they were, if one flirted with the customers they usually got better tips. Not always, just usually, and the girl wasn’t one to shy from a lil flirting.

At his words, she paused, and shook her head, a sniffle. “No…it didn’t. I was just so happy that I got your drink choice right.” She would have told him about the curse, but with her luck if she did that, then her curse would of doubled. “I am just not myself today.” That was the truth! She took a moment, as her fingers wiped at the tears. “I do hope that you don’t take this personally…and that you decided to come back to Starbucks….again.” Her words were spoken with small pauses due to the crying. Hiccup! Hand flying to cover her mouth, she had given herself the hiccups with her crying. Oh dear!

[Marcus De Leymon]

The girl was falling apart in front of his eyes. Poor woman. Her first words would return that sly grin to his lips. Looking down to his cup for a second before back to the room. You know, he had to make sure no young punk kid was following him taking notes. All he need was another wanna-be-marcus following him around. The last time that happened he had a whole village gunning for him after...guiding a young man to finding his first...well...you know. Hey, it was going to happen sooner or later. How was he supposed to know the girl was promised to some chief's son.

Rewarding, huh? Hmm. We shall see.

Was that some sort of challenge? Oh yes he was cocky. More then his own good as a matter of fact. But that's who he was. So her flirting would be taken in and thrown right back. Talk about a game of tennis. And with a wink, he would look back to her. Rounding the counter just a bit he made sure he was not in the way of anything. He was after all keeping the barista occupied. But then she went back to being all pouty and crying. This woman truly was a mystery. Keeping him thinking this one was. That may be what that smell was....burning brains. And he really wasn't sure how to take it, or what to do with it. Hmm...maybe more of his charms? Yes! That always cheers women up.

No, please. Don't be sorry. But that face shouldn't be seen crying. Its a tragedy to have tears in eyes like those. The name's Marcus. So don't you worry at all about pushing me away. I will come back, you can be sure of that. Though, hopefully on a better day?

[-:|[ Titania ]|:-]

She was wasn't she? Normally she was a girl that had a set mind and well that set mind could change on a whim, she wasn't normally so emotional! But she was so he was sadly having to deal with it. Things happened all the time that weren't suppose to. It was something that could cause issues or people could just roll with the punches right?

"Oh we will?" Those words had to tumble out of her mouth. Really, she wasn't usually one that stepped down from challenges. Some maybe. Time would possibly tell on that right? Never say never.

She would give a nod of her head. "It's nice to meet you Marcus. I'm Titania...and normally I am not so...well like this." Hands lifted and gave a helpless little shrug. "Thank you." She spoke, as she moved away from the counter, to go out to the other side. "I think I am going to go wash my face, and start clean up....unless....there is something I can help you with?"

[Marcus De Leymon]

Well, you could help me with some more lovely conversation filled with more of our little remarks. But it seems I am keeping you. So, i'll just be around in case you have need of a friendly face. Or, you know, anything else.

He was incourageable. That grin would be remaining over lips when she started passing by. Form standing more upright now, cup would be taken up as form turned to follow her movements before she moved off too far. I mean, who was he to stop her from wishing to make herself presentable in her eyes? And even more then that, she was a working girl. He just had over all bad timing. But maybe if he waited a bit? It was pretty cliche to asked when she got off. He was never one for the norm. Instead, his tactic was more the subtle. So, his last words would have been perfect. If he needed more aggressive actions, that would be determined later.

[-:|[ Titania ]|:-]

At his words she gave a nod. As it was, she wasn't quite sure how she was going to react to that. The man was still there, not that she could blame him, she was a bit of a flirt. But it was true, getting your hands on coffee at Starbucks was alot easier then getting your hands on her. Except she did have her homework, and it seemed a delima was going on. If she hadn't of met someone the night before, well, she probably would of just seen how far the man would take things. But she had just met someone and without knowing what was going on, she didn't think she should just well, play with someone at the moment. "Thank you, I shall keep that in mind."

For today, she would not move forward in thier game of worded chess. And she began to clean. Now if something changed and he came in at another time...well who's to say what could possibly happen.

[Marcus De Leymon]

So their little game had come to an end, as all good things do. As she continued to walk away, he would send her a final little smile. And in his mind, 'I hate when you leave, but love to see you go'.

Anytime. Take care, Titania.

Picking up his still steaming cup of goodness. He would head over to one of the cushy chairs along the wall. He figured he would stay there while he drank. You never know. Something new could happen. And if it didn't, well, he established a reason to keep looking. Leaning forward, he would pick up one of the many magazines on the table in front of him and enjoyed his coffee. And so he did relax a bit reading while the coffee was slowly drunken. He would leave afterwords, but who knows how long away that would be.

[-:|[ Titania ]|:-]

Well, really, if he was a butt man, that would be something he would think. And perhaps even say. Though he didn't say it, so she wouldn't know he was thinking it, and that could either be a good thing or a bad thing, depending. If he would of came in a day or two earlier, well things might of been different. Or heck, depending on things or a certain someone, if he came in a day or three later, but he didn't. And she wasn't the sort that played with more then one at a time.

When she came out from the back, there was no longer tear streaks and her make-up had been refixed. She would give him a bit of a smile, but she did not go to where he was sitting, she was washing down the tables like she said she was going to.

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