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Post by sparrow on Jan 17, 2008 20:08:15 GMT -5
Danny swiftly closed the door to the walk-in freezer with his foot, trying to look over the packs of eggs that were sitting on top of the big pack of flour he was holding.
He had only been working at the Tipton for a couple of weeks, but was already feeling housewarm, or hotelwarm, if you'd want. A radio was humming in the background, to keep the silence away. Putting his items on the counter, he surveyed it, making sure he had everything in order to make a cake from scratch.
He sighed, looking around. The kitchen was always so empty after the lunch-rush. Ohwell he thought. Atleast then he would be undisturbed when baking - or so he thought.
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Post by gatoimp13 on Jan 17, 2008 20:52:12 GMT -5
Sam walked back into the Tipton, skateboard in one hand, messanger back over her shoulder as always, and hair in a messy bun under her hat. She had just returned from the skate park and was starving. She decided to take her shortcut to the kitchen. She walked to the center of the lobby, moved the blue chair over, and opened her secret door that was under it. She climbed in and pulled the chair back over the trapdoor.
She had her own tunnel system of secret passages under the Tipton. She pulled out a reading light from her bag, and followed her tunnels. She finally came up in the trap door under the chair outside the kitchen. She walked in, glad only the new guy was here.
"Hi. I wanted to know if it was okay if I could make myself something to eat?" She asked. I don't think Mozeby told him I'm rich yet. She thought.
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Post by sparrow on Jan 17, 2008 21:07:08 GMT -5
Danny rapidly turned by the sound of someone's voice. Upon seeing that it was Sam, he smiled, "Hi! Sure, go ahead." he poured some sugar to the mix in the bowl, "help yourself" he added, watching his mixture slowly devouring the sugar, letting it sink to the bottom before he started whipping it. Usually it was only the staff that was allowed to come to the kitchen and eat, but he knew that nobody wouldn't really mind, as she wasn't exactly a weekend-guests.
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Post by gatoimp13 on Jan 19, 2008 13:13:00 GMT -5
"Thanks Danny." Sam said happily. She walked over to the sink and washed her hands, then walked to the fridge. Now, what to make..... She thought. She mentally scrolled through all the recipes she had memorized. They all take to long, I'll just make a smoothie. She decided.
She opened the fridge and looked at the fruits. She grabbed an apple, mango, some strawberries, cherries, and a pear. Then she walked over to the blender. She sliced the fruits then dropped them in. "Hmmm, needs something else." She said to herself. She dropped in a couple grapes and some banana. Then she blended it together and poured it into a cup.
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Post by sparrow on Jan 19, 2008 20:24:47 GMT -5
"you've been out skateboarding?" Danny asked as he tried to scratch himself under his eye with the palm of his hand. He hadn't known Sam for a long time, but then again, the skateboard was by her side very often, so it was a given that she skateboarded a lot.
He let out a short chuckle, "i wish i could do any of the stuff, like rollerblading or skateboarding, but unfortunalety I have vertigo. I can't hardly run down the stairs without ending up on my face" he said it with a slow shrug of his shoulders and a slight smile.
Danny was silent for a while, looking around to see if he could find what he needed.
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Post by gatoimp13 on Jan 30, 2008 17:10:09 GMT -5
"Yeah, I was at the skate park but some kid fell. They called the ER and had everyone leave." She replied, not touching on the tough topic of Danny's vertigo.
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Post by sparrow on Jan 31, 2008 15:30:20 GMT -5
"What? wow" Danny exlcaimed softly, "did it look bad?" he asked, looking over his shoulder to face her as he let the dough roll out of the bowl and onto the counter.
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Post by gatoimp13 on Feb 1, 2008 21:12:54 GMT -5
"It didn't look as bad as the last time. I think the kid had blonde, hair, but I'm not sure." Sam said.
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