Late for Work!

[Jon]

((OOC: BTW, Rootie straightened her hair today, so, if you want to be nice, compliment her on how pretty it looks!^__^))

Rootie walked into the cafe shivering. "Sorry I'm late Cotton Candy!" She shouted as she entered the cafe. She walked behind the counter, and took out her apron. In the past day she decorated it with cute pins, and it had "Rootbeer Float" embroidered on it in hot pink thread. She smiled as she put it on. "Did you know it's fall?" She asked Cotton Candy.

She smiled again, and looked up at a customer that was on the counter. "Can I help you?" She asked.

"Uh.." The orange filly stared at the menu, and then took her eyes away from it for a second just to glance at Rootie. She droped the menu, and then shot a look back at Rootie. "You Oootbee Float, aen't ya!?" The little filly asked excitedly.

"Why, yes I am." Rootie said with a giggle.

"What you doing woking hee?" She asked.

"Well, if you hadn't noticed my shop was destroyed." Rootie said sweetly, trying to hold back the sorrow in her voice.

"That's vay sad!" The baby pony said. "But thee's anova' in it's pwace!"

"Yeah, I know.." Rootie said sorrowful, she couldn't hold it back any longer. She quickly changed the subject. "Anything I can help you with?" She said while clearing her throat, and smiling.

"Well, since youa hee, I wanna oootbee fwoat!" She said excitedly. Rootie giggled, and walked to the back.

A minute later, she came back with a rootbeer float. She set the float on the counter, and reached under the counter, retrieving a straw, and scarp. "There you go." She said while sitting them down.

"Fankyuu!" The little foal said happily, half her face was already covered in the frothy goodness. "How much?" She asked.

"It's on me." Rootie said with a wink, and a smile.

[Canarylocks]

Cotton Candy glanced up at Rootbeer Float. "Ay up, S'all righ', I'm late meself nowadays. With my daught'r an' all, hey, ya hair looks great!"
Just then, her daughter barged through the doors with the fakie costume trailing behind her. "Mom, you didn't tell me she knew you,"
She turned to Rootbeer Float. "And she told me to tell you that she wants you out of her life..."
She thought for a bit, trying to remember what Irish Creme had said. "Enteirly."

[Jon]

Rootie looked at Cotton Candy, and smiled. "Why, thankyou." She said. "It was actually because I was rushing that I did my hair this way." She smiled, and sifted some money around in the cash register. Ching. The cash register chimed as she closed it.

Baby Cotton Candy burst in, and was rambling, on, and on, like she usually does, Rootie tried to block her out this time, but, she said Irish Creme. Rootie listened to the story, and then turned and looked at Cotton Candy.

"Did you send her over there?" Rootie asked, confused, and a bit of anger in her voice.