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Bar and Service Counter https://i.postimg.cc/RZSQ98sw/bar-se...ter-banner.jpg Behind the counter is one of the most approachable people in Diagon Alley. Feel free to walk up to the counter and order anything off the menu. |
Caleb, age 19, dark hair, and dark eyes, standing around 5'4", he wore a green T-shirt, a dark jacket and blue jeans. He looked like he had just got back from somewhere in muggle London. He had a bit of a bedhead and looked more tired then hungry. But his stomach litterally growled. He muttered something along the lines of "quiet you, I'll feed us in a second" as he walked up to the counter. "Hello, he said smiling a bit to the woman behind the counter. "Can I please have a glass of chocolate moon milk and an avacado and turkey sandwich please?" He asked. |
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Lucy no more than finished updating the guest book when a young man approached the counter. "Hello to you as well, young man. What may I help you with today?" She grabbed her quill and order pad. "One chocolate moon milk and an avocado and turkey sandwich coming right up." She quickly noted the order on the pad and looked back to her customer. "Let's make it an even 10 sickles today." She was in an especially good mood and passing along a little savings to a new face brightened her day even more. |
Caleb nodded, maybe he should have let her say how may I help you first, eh. His smile wavered a bit as he got the money out of his pocket to sort it out but it was still tjere so he wouldn't seem creepy. At least he hoped he didn't. Yeah. The former Slytherin was never good with people. He handed the woman the sickles. "Here you go miss," he said. |
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SPOILER!!: Lucy Caleb nodded. "Oh, okay," he said a bit more relaxed. "Thank you ma'am," he said giving her a small nod. After that, he went to go find himself a table to sit at. |
"Ok, today is the day I join Wizarding Society," Mary quietly assured herself, "it will be ok." She clenched one Galleon her brother had gifted her. She would get more from the family vault at Gringotts next, but her siblings had wanted her to try butterbeer before anything else. "Hello," she said, though it was hard to tell if she said it to the floor or the counter. "One butterbeer please," she said, sliding the Galleon across the counter to Lucy. |
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"My guess is you are starting Hogwarts in the fall. Are you excited? I remember my last summer before attending and I was a nervous mess. My older brother had told me all kids of fibs to scare me about the first day." Lucy reached to her right and filled an icy mug full of butterbeer before placing it on the counter for the young lady to take. |
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Daisy was in dire need of some refreshments so she made her way to the ordering counter. "Hey there. I would like to order a butterbeer, a serve of lamb chops and a strawberry cheesecake, thanks." |
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The summer was quickly coming to an end. The students had all but vanished from Diagon Alley and the hustle and bustle of back to school was almost over. It had been another fantastic summer, and her heart was torn between missing the youngsters and being thankful for the more familiar atmosphere. She took in a slow, deep breath as her eyes scanned the main pub seating. The din of chatter was music to her ears. Her business was booming, her rooms were keeping up steady occupancy, and her cook was on top of her newer menu. With a quick swipe of her rag, Lucy cleaned off the already sparkling counter and readied herself for the next customer. |
With the shop closed for the day, Gideon decided to stop by the Leaky Cauldron before going home. He did have a working agreement with them and the shopkeeper wanted to show an effort and check in personally to make sure everything was going all right. It would be rude to make his partner, Lucy, the proprietor of the Leaky, be the one leading communications between them. He might be on the more quiet side, but he wasn't the outright rude type. Approaching the counter, Gideon suddenly hoped it wasn't too busy to interact. He might have forgotten that his off time was part of the potential meal times at the pub. Oh well...too late to back off now. He'd just have to see. |
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It always lightened her heart when the other Diagon Alley owners and workers came to visit her little establishment. They were her family, her work family at least, and she loved catching up with them and seeing how they were doing. |
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But first…business. “First…I wanted to check on how things were going…with the potions I mean.” Not that he didn't care about how things were going in general, he um, just wasn't too forward about that. So the potions master was playing it safe. He hadn’t heard of any bad news so maybe the old adage was right. No news was good news. But there was no harm in inquiring after the trial run. |
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"Why don't we slide down the counter just a bit so we can chat?" Lucy gave a little wave to David to watch the counter for her. "Would you care for a butterbeer? On the house." She had already moved a few steps over and had grabbed a glass to start filing. It was the least she could offer him and she liked keeping her customers and fellow shopkeepers happy. |
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That was good news for Gideon to hear. He hadn't be able to not be concerned over whether or not he had made the wrong move, especially since he hadn't consulted with his partner beforehand. "That's great," the potions master remarked to Lucy, taking her suggestion and moving to the side along the counter. No point in blocking the actual customers. As for the free butterbeer, he almost declined, or at least insisted that he could pay for himself but stopped. Gideon didn't want to appear rude to a kind offer so he nodded. "Sure...why not." This was all about mingling with fellow shopkeepers right. As such, he continued with asking her "How are things in general?" General interest in fellow man and shop. |
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Lucy took another long sip of her drink and sat the glass on the counter. "I've been thinking about hosting a little event for the Diagon Alley shopkeepers. I feel like we could all use an evening of fun and it would be nice to get to know everyone better. Would that be something you would be interested in?" |
“Thanks…” Gideon said simply as he accepted the drink, taking a sip or two as he listened to Lucy describe how it had been. All in all it appeared to be going well for the Leaky Cauldron and its proprietor. “Decent for the most part,” he admitted for his own shop as the status question was reciprocated. “Mostly pepper-up potions and the like with the various sicknesses abounding.” But business was still business and the bust summer season more than covered any slumps that happened during the rest of the year. As for talk of her plans… “I suppose I could be willing to come.” You know…prove he wasn’t the consummate hermit, a title he knew was sometimes bestowed upon at times. Well maybe not so much since he took over the shop but still. |
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"Splendid. I'll work on getting something planned. I just love getting to know everyone better." Her grandmotherly instincts gave her such an urge to take care of all the other shopkeepers like family. Lucy glanced over at the clock and noticed the time. "Can I offer you something to eat? On the house. My chef can make you just about anything you could want." |
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He had been smelling all the delicious scents of good food as they talked, reminding him that he hadn’t eaten much since a quick breakfast. “Maybe some fish and chips,” he offered, thinking over the options that appealed at the moment. “Though I can certainly pay…” the potioner added, trailing off. She didn’t have to feel like she had to treat him beyond what she had already done. |
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Lucy shook her head and grinned. "Your galleons are no good here, young man." After jotting down his order on the pad she placed the slip on the order wheel. "It should be up shortly. In the meantime, make yourself at home." |
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