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Who: The Staff at The Space Bar
Broadcast: No
Action: Kitchen in the Space Bar
When: Today

When Remy left the fleet it left Vash alone minding the kitchen of The Space Bar. Luckily there was Jarvis who was joining him on the roster and Stefan was helping out while he got settled into the role. Of course there was the rest of the bar staff as well who would be able to lend a hand!

For today Vash was having both Jarvis and Stefan over at the same time to show them around the kitchen and where everything is. The problem? Vash is having a bit of fun showing off what he already knows of the kitchen that he's forgotten someone's order as it cooked.

A little grease fire growing rapidly out of control is normal and fine in a kitchen, right?

"Huh, do you two smell something burning?"

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Oh -- oh! Oh, alright then. He's swift to listen and step toward, offering her the hand in question.

"Water under the bridge, gentlemen." And on Stefan. Look at you, you poor thing. "Just make sure the equipment can function in time for more work, and everything will be fine. I recommend you go fetch a change of clothes, Mr. Salvatore..."

"Thanks, Nami." Stefan doesn't even trust himself with wringing out his clothes here - he's standing in a puddle as it is. He doesn't want to add to the mess.

"I've got them back at the Interfaith Center." He pauses. Technically, he's still on the clock, but... "Permission to take a break and get said change of clothes?"

And a hot shower while he's at it. Just in case.

"What? Of course you can take time off to get changed." Vash is amused Stefan even asked as he's also assuming Nami would give the same answer.

And if she doesn't? Hell, she can take more from his paycheck.

"I'm just going to start cleaning this place up." True to his word, out comes a mop as he starts to take care of the water.

Nami hesitates, but only because she considers offering to dry him out here and now. But he'd probably prefer being able to take a break, so she grins after a moment, wrapping Jarvis' burn with steady hands.

"Go ahead. Take your time." He's only doing her a favour, after all. "I'm sure they can manage without you for a bit."

Also, she gives Vash a gentle kick in the ankle as he passes. "Stop looking like the world's going to end."

"Yes, you'll sully the taste of the food with that moping cloud," Jarvis adds (because he is a sass machine). More kindly, he continues, "I'll help with the clean-up after this. How does it look, Miss Nami? Will I make it?"

Stefan breathes a huge sigh of relief. Good, good - he's not sure if vampires can catch colds, but he sure doesn't want to find out.

"Thank you. I'll be back shortly."

Noticeably? This time? He doesn't even try using his speed as he walks out, because he knows that he'll just slip and slide (and probably create an even bigger mess).

Now that it's very clear that Jarvis isn't too badly hurt Vash lets the smile come back to his face. It really wasn't going to be gone long anyway.

"Well, I'm just glad no one was seriously hurt in the end."

He moves back and forth to clean up the slipping hazard first and once the floor is mopped of most of the water he'll move onto the stove itself.

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