Richard
Just gonna borrow this for a second

Yeah yeah hush we're getting a real chat in the morning
James
Oftentimes, she'll be here until ungodly hours in the morning to help start up the main house for the day, even if she's busy. She feels bad if she doesn't help, so it's an easy enough choice to make to hang back for around forty minutes every morning to finish up the teardown for herself and help with setup and delivery for the day. It's not like it's hard to take the time.

`` 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓇𝓀 𝒸𝓊𝓇𝓁𝓈,
 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒸𝑜𝓁𝑜𝓇 𝑒𝓎𝑒𝓈
 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝒷𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓉𝑒𝑒𝓉𝒽 𝒾𝓃 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝓈𝓂𝒾𝓁𝑒``

As she gently folds over the puff pastry dough for the last time and prays with whatever gods there are in the universe that it *Doesn't* Crinkle in the blast chiller, she quickly cater wraps it and sets it on the highest shelf with one of her labeled stickers. Chef isn't stingy about how she labels her items as long as they're all correct, but she likes to be extra sure, so they all have different constellations on them per day of the week.

`` 𝒮𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔, 
 𝐼 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝓅𝑒𝒶𝓀 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝑒
 𝒲𝒽𝒾𝓁𝑒 𝒶 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝓇𝒶𝒾𝒹𝓈 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝒶𝒾𝓇 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝑒𝑒𝓉``

Amai flicks through her playlist for a minute before sighing and kicking the door to the back alley open, frowning at the stray cat that's taken to hiding under their porch step. The small white feline hasn't exactly made himself known to the other staff, and has been sneakily worming his way into her heart. She hasn't had the guts to tell Chef about him, knowing full well the little guy will get evicted the instant he's discovered.

``𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓈 𝓌𝑒 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝑜𝑜𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓉 𝓈𝓃𝒶𝓀𝑒𝓈
 𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓁𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓈𝓁𝑒𝑒𝓅, 𝐼 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓈𝓊𝓇𝑒𝓁𝓎 𝒶𝓌𝒶𝓀𝑒``

She gives in and runs a hand down the cat's spine, feeling the small bumps of his spine with a sad smile. She's been feeding him what she can without being too obvious about it, scraps that never would have made it to service or things she snags from her apartment. Amai doesn't exactly have the free time to care for a pet, or she would take him in herself; she's just a hairs breadth from trying it anyway, to give the little guy a home.
Richard
Youll get a response tomorrow

Mmk lmk what u think in dms
Daniel
```They say such a shame I turned out this way...```

Himiko sighed, pushing the door of the restaurant open as she carefully slipped her phone into her back pocket. She might cancel her own stream tonight. Well, that almost depended on how well this went, right? Maybe she could just hang out here for a while. That would be nice, actually. She needed a break every once in a while. Having a break here actually sounded perfect, especially since her favorite person worked here. 

```A MANIAC```

Did she know her? Not... Really. Well, she knew of her. Himiko had left notes and tips and whatever else she could think of as a way to interact while she got up the courage to actually speak with her. Obviously, this was not in a creepy way. She knew not to push things, so, she waited until she got a response of some kind to continue. She would stop whenever she told her to, but right now, she couldn't set her eyes on anyone else. 

````Well, yeah I go manic when I cause a panic!```

So, the blonde made her way to her usual spot, giving the woman a description of her during her last visit. She was excited. Hell, who wouldn't be? In all honesty, she was sure she had seen her before, but she liked surprising people. It was something she actually loved. Hopefully, she loved it too. God, her face was already bright pink even thinking about talking to her. What could go wrong, anyway?