test drive meme

[titansno]

Test Drive Meme!

Scenarios:
> The Park. Man, what a nice day out. Why not enjoy it? I'm sure -- shit, yep, there's some echo monsters.
> The Mall. Exactly what it says on the tin! Dodge the hordes of teenage mallrats or take part, whichever suits your tastes.
> Rainy Day. Agh, it's fucking awful out. And is it raining those vermilion things?? Now you've got an Echo to contend with on top of everything else. Find some shelter, quick!
> PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION. HOW FUN
> Arts and Crafts Fair. All the kitschy fun you can imagine.
> Wild Card! Make up your own.

Comments

[conceited]

[ Well that just leaves Arthur right stunned. For the moment, at least. It doesn't make him any less annoyed, but well, he's not used to being argued back with. Not by anyone other than his father and his sister. He raises his eyebrows, halfway between utter disbelief and amusement. ]

Are you finished? Or would you like to dig your hole just a little deeper?

[ Yeeeeeep those are definitely other customers staring now. His lips, which were previously in a seemingly permanent scowl, are curved into a tiny little smile. ]

Now that you mention it, I think I'll take another for my client. It's the least I can offer now that I'm ridiculously late.

[ He sticks his hands in his pockets, casting his gaze upwards and looking absolutely pensive. ]

Now, let's see... I forget how he takes his coffee.

[ After just a split second, he shoots Merlin a dazzling smile, eyes gleaming with a terribly mischievous glint. ]

That's right. I'll take a grande extra hot soy with extra foam, split shot with a half squirt of sugar-free vanilla and a half squirt of sugar-free cinnamon and a half packet of splenda sweetener.

[ He pauses, putting a forefinger to his chin. Is he done? Oh no. ]

Oh! I almost forgot. Put that in a venti cup and fill up the "room" with extra whipped cream. Caramel and chocolate sauce drizzled on top.

[ That smile isn't going anywhere. ]

[bravelyspoken]

[ Emery throws his hands in the air, as if asking some unseen god for help. ]

Splenda and sugar-free cinnamon and vanilla but normal caramel and chocolate sauce? You aren't even trying!

[ So no, he is not finished. ]

[conceited]

[ Even so, his smile doesn't falter, but his tone goes flat. This guy is unreal. ]

And it had better be 160 degrees even, Emery.

[ He's already anticipating the next question, whether Emery asks it or not. ]

Fahrenheit.

[bravelyspoken]

This is going to be disgusting, just so you know.

[ His tone is forced-cheerful, fake smile firmly in place as he turns away to start efficiently banging out the coffee grounds and setting up the machine. ]

Is this a latte too, by the way? You didn't specify in your little burst of fancy ordering. Just a grande extra hot soy something in a venti cup with whipped cream and chocolate and caramel sauce but sugar free cinnamon and vanilla.

[conceited]

That's likely because you'll be making it, not because of the temperature.

[ He takes a big, audible sigh. It's hard to suppress the murderous urge right now. ]

Yes. It's a latte. Unless you'd like to take on the impossible feat of a 160 degree frappuccino.

[bravelyspoken]

Could have been a mocha for all I know.

[ He starts pressing buttons and hums in exaggerated fake-happiness under his breath as he works, frowning after a moment as he focuses more on concentrating on what he's doing. It may be a disgusting abomination of an order but he's going to make it, turning around to grab the right cloths, syrup pumps and ridiculous splenda and oh how he hates his job right now. ]

Here we go. One grande extra hot soy in a venti cup with extra foam, split shot with a half squirt of sugar-free vanilla, a half squirt of sugar-free cinnamon, a half packet of splenda sweetener and filled up with extra whipped cream. Caramel and chocolate sauce drizzled on top. Enjoy.

[ He beams his best 'go fuck yourself please' smile and carefully fastens on the lid before gently sliding it across the counter. ]

[conceited]

[ For this, Arthur has all the patience in the world. He only casts his attention away from Emery to dig out his phone and text the appropriate parties. Give them a heads up about being 20 minutes late and whatnot.

He had to admit, he admired the boy's unwillingness to give up. Anyone in their right mind would have just taken a strike.

But that doesn't mean he's going to cut Emery any slack. That would be far too easy. He returns the smile right back once the ridiculous order's finished. ]

Thank you.

[ Right before Emery's eyes, he takes both drinks, gives him a nod in his direction, and promptly tosses both full cups into the nearest wastebasket. ]

Well. Have a good day then, Emery.

[bravelyspoken]

[ Admittedly, he wouldn't have drunk that either.

It would have been disgusting on so many levels.

... Still.

Emery grits his teeth and smiles, offers Arthur a little wave. ]

You too, come back soon!

[ More like never. ]