#changinglaneys

[thetaleofphillip]

Oh, Honey Honey! [Laney/Phillip]

[The redhead walked with a bit of an effervescent skip in his step, a tune of pure unwavered melody played from his throat as he passed the various citizens of Bluebell with a playful wink.] [And with a jog up the front steps, Phillip slipped into the cafe with a bright, and equally broad smile spread across his lips.] Oh Laaaney! ♪

[His voice rang out as he moved to sit on top one of the tables, early looking to the blonde with his eyes wide and eager like that of a small animal.] I’ve got a proposition for you.

[khamomiles]

A Visit } Kam/Laney

   changinglaneys 

    Walking through the mountains of Bluebell had always given Kam a great feeling of peace, and this feeling had only increased since his move away to Oak Tree, as the walk now brought him each step closer to home. The familiar doors of the cafe brought a smile to the young man’s face and he couldn’t hide the skip in his step as he quickened his pace towards the patio.

   Pushing the front door open and hearing the chime of the bell, Kam heaved a heavy, but happy sigh. He was home. 

  “Hello?” He called out - not even a tone above his normal voice, as his excitement didn’t overpower his quiet nature. “Howard, Laney? Sorry I didn’t visit last weekend -- I was caught up in studies and ah --”

   “I’m back.”

[ladyintheapron]

Taste Testing {Laney&Felicity}

Felicity stood outside of the cafe, gnawing aimlessly on the clicker of her pen. While she had been to Bluebell before, it was always for a brief visit, never any sort of stay that would require her to eat.

But she was not just there as a visitor. Her boss from the magazine publisher had asked her to dine at this particular stop and compose a review. Supposedly the company was “getting too big for its britches” and “needed to revisit its roots with small town diners and other eateries.”

While the shift was not entirely unwelcome, Felicity had to admit that she had gotten used to the exciting world of city dining. This place reminded her alot of Chez Clement, another place due for a review.

She placed her pen and notepad in her bag, pushed open the door and looked around. Atmosphere was the first thing she judged no matter the location.

“Hello!” She called in cheerfully. “Just me today.”