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[allyisun]

[Cue blonde girl squinting at the camera. There's a hint of brown at her roots, though. Shh.]

Okay, so. Like video blogging. Cool.

[She pulls back a bit and waves, running her fingers through her bangs.]

Um, hey. Allison Ruth here. Your new friendly neighborhood barista.

Or at least I will be once me and the kitchen crew sort out this whole cafe thing. And maybe get some coffee makers and an espresso machine or something...

[Please don't make her try and do everything by hand.]

So, yeah. Hi.

Comments

[takeitslow]

And? Fair's still fair.

[allyisun]

Old enough to have a college degree.

[Stubborn is as stubborn does.]

[takeitslow]

So, like, 30?

[How long does college take? Not like he'll ever know.]

[allyisun]

What?! Do I look 30 to you?

[Peter, no, don't make her feel really old...]

[takeitslow]

Do you really want me to answer that?

[allyisun]

[Wow, nope, not replying to that one, cold shoulder for you Peter.]

[takeitslow]

[He's just going to keep grinning. She has to crack and talk to him sometime.]

[allyisun]

[It's true, she will. BUT NOT TODAY MISTER.]

[takeitslow]

[Just keep staring. Her will cannot be that strong. Hold the line Peter]

[allyisun]

[Nope, she's waiting for Peter to cave and apologize first.

This is definitely how mature adults do things.]

[takeitslow]

[Apologize? Never. But he'll start talking, or rather whining, first because he doesn't understand that virtue known as patience.]

Allison...

[allyisun]

[She's waiting for that apology! Her will is as strong as yours, get kingdom as great.]

[takeitslow]

Allison, come on. Act your age here.

[Peter really loves digging that hole deeper.]

[allyisun]

[...she really shouldn't respond, it'll just encourage him but...]

And what age is that?

[Her voice drips venom. Tread carefully.]

[takeitslow]

Uh. 25?

[He'll just split the difference and hope it works.]

[allyisun]

[Allison squints at him for a long moment. She hopes she makes you squirm, Peter.

Then she huffs.]

Close enough.

[takeitslow]

[Sorry Allison, he's only smiling.]

Am I allowed to ask the actual age now?

[allyisun]

[You're such a huge butt, Peter, gosh.]

Nope.

[takeitslow]

[But everybody loves butts?]

Am I allowed to ask ever?

[allyisun]

[Only nice ones.]

Nooope.

[Sorry, Peter.

Not actually sorry, Peter.]

[takeitslow]

Boo. Unrelated, but did you keep your ID when you came through?

[He'll find out one way or another.]

[allyisun]

...that's an awfully suspicious question.

[The answer is 'yes', it's in the wallet she had with her during Ingress.

But Peter doesn't need to know that.]

[takeitslow]

What? No, it isn't. You're just paranoid, Allison.

[It's not like he has a habit of stealing or something, geez girl.]

[allyisun]

Mmhmmmm... [Nope, still suspicious.]

I'm going to decline to answer that.

[Arguably, if she didn't have it she probably would have just said 'no'.]

[takeitslow]

Guess I'll just have to find out for myself.

[Watch your shit Allison.]