Hard Crust || Wayne & Beatrix
morningwayne:
@trixiekins
Wayne was enjoying owning a Pizzeria. He never planned for it, but ever since that day he had won the cook off with a perfect score, he knew it was sign that he should do something with his skills. It didn’t take him long as he found a restaurant on Leuda he could replace due to no workers or owners.
He saw different kinds of customers come into his restaurant. Some were a family, others a couple, and even sometimes he saw a person order an entire pizza for themselves. However he never really talked to them. They just pick up their order and leave. He wondered if there would be someone he would meet on the job that would become someone he knew overtime, but odds of that happening were pretty low. At least work kept him busy, at the very least.
Beatrix had been on her way home from work one afternoon when she felt herself becoming rather peckish. She was a good cook herself, so she never usually felt the need to rely on other’s bought food to satisfy her hunger. However, there had been a pizza shop she had caught out the corner of her eye several times, and thought that it looked rather interesting. Though she wouldn’t admit it, she had actually only eaten pizza once, which she had made herself. The experience wasn’t so great, so she hadn’t gone back to it.
The silverette stepped through the doors of the pizza shop, her eyes scanning the place in search of a menu. Taking a few steps forward shyly, Beatrix always felt herself getting slightly anxious in an unknown place. It was like going to the battlefield for the first time. You weren’t sure where your place was or what kinds of people were going to come out of nowhere. Despite her panic not being visible to those around her, Beatrix searched for someone whom she might speak to. Sharing gazes with a blond boy at the counter, the girl decided this would be her best bet.
“Hello there, sir.” she bowed politely, stepping up to the counter. Beatrix looked around for a few seconds, before leaning forward slightly and lowering her voice out of embarrassment. “I don’t mean to be a bother, sir, but it seems I haven’t made a visit to a pizzeria before. Might there be something that you would recommend? Since you appear to run this place am I right to assume you know the best choice on the menu?”
Wayne let out a small laugh since he was caught off guard by how she was talking to him. "Don't worry about it too much, it'd take a lot to bother me, so don't feel bad. And you can just call me Wayne, no need for sir." He hoped by saying that she would feel a bit more relaxed since he could tell she was tense.
"As for what I would recommend, most people order a pepperoni pizza. Though if you crave meat there's the 'Meat Lovers' option. If you don't eat meat, you could just have a cheese pizza instead. Also a nice cold drink goes well with a pizza." He said with a smile. He then realized there was also the fact if she would want to eat her food here or take it to go. "Also before I forget, do you to eat it here or to go? Also I need your name so I can call you when your order is ready." said as he pulled out a notepad with a pencil.
