[The Bistro wasn’t exactly busy today, but to be fair it never really is.]
[Tavros struggled to tie his apron on as he surveyed his new surroundings. The waitstaff stands idle in places, lollygagging until they can’t get away with it any more. One waiter stands at the bar wrapping utensils, setting an example. He looks up, his expression quickly changing from bored to irritated.]
Sollux: Whoth the kid? Don’t tell me more wait thtaff or I’ll gut you.
Karkat: No, he’s the new busboy.
Sollux: Oh great. Finally. If I had to clean up one more dith Vriska dropped on purpoth I wath gonna fly off the deep end.
Vriska: What was that Soooooooollux?
[Vriska Serket, the restaurant's most notorious slacker, sauntered her way forward from one of her usual hiding places. She eyes Tavros with mild interest, placing a cigarette behind her ear.]
Sollux: Nothing. Get back to work.
Vriska: It’s dead dunpass. I’m on my smoke break.
Sollux: I didn’t thay you could take a break.
Vriska: You’re not my boss.
Sollux: Yeth I am! I’m head waiter!
Vriska: Whatever. Who’s the fresh meat?
Karkat: Vriska, Tavros. New bus boy.
[With a subtle hand gesture Karkat brought Sollux out from behind the bar.]
Karkat: I have to talk to you.
Sollux: Yeah yeah, whatever. Play nith you two.
[Karkat gave an uneasy look back at his two employees before disappearing behind his office door. Now unsupervised Vriska decided to lean in, inches from Tavros’s face, as if examining him. Her unnaturally yellow eyes traced his face with an unwavering penetration. Tavros quickly turned a deep red, eyes wide watching her stare at him. Finally she popped her gum in his face with a loud ‘SMPOP’ and backs up, eyes drifting down.]
Vriska: Nice bling. Does it come in uncrippled?
[Tavros followed her gaze down to his legs. Or rather, his leg braces.]
