Third Floor Common Room, Lunchtime

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

After a handwavey walk into town for supplies, Dawn set out a bunch of sandwich fixings, pretzels, chips of various descriptions, cookies, fruit, lemonade, iced tea, and soda.

A small handwritten sign told people to help themselves, so she didn't have to keep repeating herself.

As for Dawn, she sat down with a book to enjoy her hummus with cheese, sprouts, carrots and sweet pickles. Occasionally she sipped from her lemonade.


[ooc: Open to all, mod any sandwich fixings or side items you'd like.]

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[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter came in wearing his Swedish flag tie and grinned at the sign. He then set about building himself an Empire State Building of sandwiches.

"Good afternoon, and thank you."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn frowned as something about Walter niggled at her memory. "You're welcome. And do I know you? You seem really familiar."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"We have sex ed together." Walter didn't offer a hand to shake as he was busy building his food. "Your name is Dawn, I believe. I'm Walter."

Dawn, who had something to do with monks, if his journal (http://walter-n-wires.livejournal.com/30453.html#cutid1) was to be believed, but that really didn't ring a bell.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"I'm Dawn," she agreed, still looking at him a little oddly, "and it's nice to meet you, Walter, but I'm not in sex ed."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter cocked his head. "Didn't I see you there, though? You aren't in the class?"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Um, no?" She suddenly began wondering if she had a doppelganger, like Dean. "I'm taking Archery, First Aid, and Nature Magic, but Sex Ed was full by the time I signed up."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

That was extremely disconcerting to Walter whose mun has just made the mental catchup between sex ed and detention, go migraine.

"Ah... detention, wasn't it? I must still be a bit out of sorts from work yesterday."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Oh. Um, detention. Yes." She cleared her throat and blushed. "So, what do you do?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter cocked his head and didn't pursue the blushworthiness of detention. He'd been serving his dominatrix girlfriend while dressed as a fairy, after all. Some things were best not dwelled upon. "Do? I'm a student here at the moment and I work at Cafe Fina. What do you do?"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Um...wow, you must be busy." She thought about his question. "Nothing much? Go summer?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"This isn't busy. This is a vacation. I'm at loose ends much of the time. Except when Alfred decides to make my day busier, like yesterday." That last might have been grumbled a bit.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"What happened yesterday?" Dawn asked curiously.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter made a face. "For some reason all of the cleaning supplies in the restaurant suddenly broke or disappeared. At the same time, a horrible mess happened in the kitchen."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Oh, man...that stinks."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"No, what stinks was that Alfred wouldn't let me go get more supplies," Walter said, frowning. "I had to clean the kitchen with a toothbrush, and his standards are exacting. Never worry about the cleanliness of Cafe Fina's kitchen, I assure you."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Okay, I won't. But a toothbrush? Yikes on this Alfred guy."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"I know. But to be fair, he can be very generous as well," Walter added grudgingly. "I never thought I'd like him, but he's always good to my friends, and to me when I need it."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"That's good," Dawn nodded and took a bite of sandwich. "So what do you do at Cafe Fina? Are you the chef, or the waiter, or the maitre'd, or what?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

With his own sandwich constructed, Walter found a place to sit. "Waiter. Alfred is my tutor in the art of butlering; service is a large component, so working as a waiter is part of the training."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"What made you decide to become a butler?" Dawn asked, trying to figure out what Walter had put into his sandwich. It looked really interesting, from what she could tell.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

A better question might be what hadn't Walter put in his sandwich. The answer to that appeared to be tomatoes.

"I sort of fell into it. The other work I do doesn't keep me busy all the time, my employer really needs someone keeping him out of trouble, most people can't tolerate his other servant, and there you have it - the perfect niche."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Walter!" Bridge waves.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Hi, Bridge," Walter waved back and returned to working on ideal structural stability for his sandwich. "Happy Midsummer."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"That's... a lot of sandwich," Bridge remarks.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"It's all fuel, right?" Walter said with a shrug.