A rp with @imperator-ryan Crowcall & Pittonii/Zombi ~! ------- The smell of the shop always always made CrowDazzle smile when he opened up in the morning. Sweet sugary and cinnamon smells, savory bagels and sandwiches, even the soft music made him smile. His shop meant everything to him, and he would never trade it for anything- that is, if he could keep himself from choking the employees. When he had first opened the small shop he had two workers who promptly quit. He was devastated until he noticed that there was a local job center down the street. He put a help wanted poster on the door and soon he had a new cook and a server. The cook in question was a thorn in his side, always catcalling him from the kitchen window, but was very good at what he did. The server was easily distracted but otherwise no trouble...that was until the day a new customer had walked in for breakfast.