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 Posted: Sun May 11, 2008 5:22 pm
((Continue Main Thread RP Here If you Don't Mind Ladies ^.^))
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2008 6:31 pm
Jacob poured some cream into his coffee. He took a sip, not really care about the flavor at the moment. He checked his watch, realizing that he would have to leave in a good half hour. Which was a shame, he wanted to figure out what was up with the stuck-up snoot in the back.
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Rosemary tasted the risotto one last time. "Perfect." Sh emuttered as she turned down the heat and looked for a small bowl to put it on.
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2008 6:45 pm
Ivy looked at Rose, "Finished? Here!" she ran over a bowl Rouge had used the night before. It was a piece of her Aunt's finest China, hand decorated by her grandmother. Rouge was the only one besides Capone to ever eat out of it.
"Auntie won't mind...and she said the man wanted it to look nice..." Ivy gave a sharp smile, she was as slick as her aunt at times.
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2008 7:08 pm
Rose took the bowl, catching Ivy's smile. "Thanks, but if Rouge goes after me for using it, I'm going after you." Without another thought, Rose dished some risotto into the bowl, wiping off any messes from the edge with a cloth. "It's finished. Give it to the b*****d, please."
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2008 7:20 pm
Sebastian drummed thin fingers against the tables wooden rim. His hunger had progressed to a uncomfortable point,his humor fading.
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Scarlet rested on a stool next to her work station, personal recipe notebooks open in front of her. "Ivy, I don't now what to make." she finally confessed.
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2008 4:33 pm
Ivy sighed, hoping she wouldn't have to be the one to bring the man his food. She took the bowl carefully then walked towards the back room stoppign at the kitchen doorway.
"Scarlet, You've got a bit of time...Why not find your favorite?" she called. She then walked into the nice little room, setting the bowl of risotto in front of Sebastian.
"Here you are sir. Fresh from the kitchen! Please enjoy yourself, either I or Miss Rouge will be back with your second dish," Ivy paused with her brightest smile, the naturally happy girl able to keep calm in tough situations.
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Posted: Mon May 19, 2008 5:29 pm
Sebastian paid no attention to the girl presenting his first course. The only way help attracted attention was when they were the truly horrible type that lacked the proper attitude.
Taking up his salad fork, Sebastian first tried the risotto, a small arrangement of the ingredients arranged on his utensil. Finding his food pleasant, he continued until, eating half the bowl, found he did not want to continue. It was good but there was far too much.
Setting his fork to the side, Sebastian patted his lips dry with the cloth napkin and waited for his next course to arrive.
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Scarlet, still not sure quite what to do, selected three different desserts she could make both quickly and well. A blackberry tart with creamy sauce, an iced strawberry souffle with raspberry sauce, and a frozen haute chocolate. With she desserts finally picked, Scarlet rolled up her sleeves and began gathering together all of her ingredients.
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Posted: Mon May 19, 2008 5:41 pm
Ivy by now was back in the kitchen, making sure she'd finished with the dishes. Then the front bell gave it's soft ding, and the little girl turned to see her aunt walk in, calmer than she had left of course. The little flapper girl smiled, getting back to her own work.
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Rouge came back to the Rosebud, taking a seat at one of the tables. She checked the clock, one more hour until her early lunchers arrived. The rest of the place was clear aside from Jacob and Sebastian in the back, the silence was irritating to a socialite such as Rouge.
"Does he not like the radio or what?" she mumbled.
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Johnny made his way to the door of the Cafe, a highly decorated box in his hands. It was beautiful, and rather tall. A note on the package read, "To My Diamond". Noting the closed sign at this hour Johnny figured Rouge had had a tough day. He stood outside the Cafe, wondering whether or not he should go in.
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Posted: Mon May 19, 2008 5:48 pm
Rose quickly, but carefully, started throwing together a Caesar salad. It would be simple, but she was waited for the main meal to get crafty. She found some a nice china salad bowl and dished the salad into it. She set the bowl aside hoping someone would take it to him without her telling them, she needed to get started on her chicken parmesan.
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Jacob finished off his coffee and left the money to pay for it on the bar. He figured he would head home, get prepared for his meetings.
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Posted: Mon May 19, 2008 6:16 pm
Ivy watched Rose prepare the salad, swiftly picking it up as she finished and heading to the back. She picked up the risotto, a little bothered inside that he hadn't finished it all. She then placed the Salad down.
"One Caesar Salad Sir, please enjoy!" her voice was always chipper. She left back to the kitchen and scraped what was left of the first course into a garbage that would go to the compost out back later, but right now she needed to wash her Aunt's bowl.
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"Leaving Jacob?" Rouge asked rhetorically, "Take care out there okay? Hope to see you again!" she smiled, being truthful in this last remark. One could definitely tell she had had a smoke before she came back, she was cooled down a lot.
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Posted: Mon May 19, 2008 6:19 pm
Sebastian sat, the silence in the restaurant soothing. Alone at his table, he made mental noted of the women he had seen. They all looked successful and took care of themselves. This was no doubt a popular spot for the common people.
The radio in the corner sat, almost calling for use. Sebastian, however, never listened to the radio.
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Posted: Mon May 19, 2008 6:24 pm
He looked down at the Caesar salad, noting that his salad fork was already used. Sebastian got up from the table, and knocked on the door for his driver. The man appeared instantly."I need another salad fork, ask one of the kitchen girls for it". He turned and recovered his seat at the table.
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The Driver nodded briefly before turning and making his way to the kitchen. Knocking on the door frame he hoped to catch one of the helps attention.
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Posted: Mon May 19, 2008 6:28 pm
Rouge, bored to tears, began to hum a simple tune. It wasn't long before she broke out to song.
"Honey you're a sweet thing...and you look so fine.....All I ever wanted....Is to make you mine...." she slowed the tempo, knowing very well that it quickened it's pace in the evenings when the gin mill begged the Diamond dolls to sing. She was interrupted by Johnny coming in the door with a large box.
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Johnny pushed open the door as Jacob was leaving, stopping in on his cousin singing one of her songs.
"Am I interrupting?" he joked. Rouge merely replied with a smile.
"No not at all! That for me?" she asked.
"Yeah, Uncle Al sent it, same as what you lost a few years ago..." he said handing the box to her. Inside was a bottle of finely aged wine, a Merlot from the year her and Richard had met. She didn't open it, but she knew what it was...Johnny could see it on her face.
"I gotta go Rouge...See you in the pictures!" he left as soon as he had came.
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Posted: Mon May 19, 2008 6:37 pm
Sebastian, sitting at his table, caught the faint disturbance of song even in his room. Annoyed, he tried to ignore the raucous little tune by thinking the tune of Beethoven's 5th.
Which lead him to thinking of the ballet, and how much he had enjoyed his last visit. On display had been a new ballerina from Russia. She had been exquisite, although he had found her partner lacking when compared to her. Sebastian would have his butler reserve him and some friends tickets to the opera after the polo party on Friday.
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2008 3:52 pm
Ivy was interrupted by the driver who'd come asking for another salad fork for Sebastian.
"Oh how silly of me not to bring another! I'll bring it in a jiff..." she waited until he left then changed to a more sour expression. Grabbing the fork forcefully, she exited the kitchen in a huff.
However, she arrived at Sebastian's table with her usual happy expression, "Here you are sir. I apologize for that, we're rather busy in the kitchen," she gave a smile, setting the fork on the table on the etiquette-ly correct side of the food.
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