@ irin Oooh, coffee? I can't have it, two sips and I'm LITERALLY bouncing off the walls. Too low caffeine tolerance. But I'd like a slice of pumpkin pie sprinkled with nutmeg and sprayed with ready wip!
-hands gloomi a sprite- You know, it's really nice owning a café and not seeing blood splattered on the floor...-knocks on wood-
@ Lady M- That sounds delish! @ Irin- can I have the same thing as Lady M? Screw mah belly I'll make room!
Grr...I'll go get the mop. -trudged away to the janitor closet, finds her secret stach of coke, drinks half a can, and returns with a mop.-