THE MELTING POT. A Catchall.

[edwinjarvis]

Who: Jarvis! But also anyone at The Melting Pot! A Mingle!
Broadcast: N/A
Action: at the new cafe/bistro, on the Iskaulit.
When: May and June catch-all? Or something.

 

THE MENU AND SERVERS.

 

Feel free to make open and closed threads here! Or if you're looking for Jarvis, feel free to add that information in the subject line. If you'd like a character to come in and look for work, feel free, Jarvis may set them up with work! Likewise, those he told he would help learn to cook dishes can stop by, too. 

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[edwinjarvis]

[Oh!! Well!! He's by no means a hugger like his wife, but he'll never turn down a good embrace. Especially from good friends, best friends, dare we say. He smiles over her shoulder and squeezes back gently.]

Thank you, Miss Pryde. I was hoping it would be to at least some's liking.

Decidedly a victory, if even just one enjoys the view.

[passingthrough]

I'm glad I could give you a win. [She winces a little as she says it. Pun was definitely not intended. Apparently she can't use that as a word for awhile. But she pushes onward.]

Um...I hope you know some of the appetites you're up against here.

[edwinjarvis]

[Oh lord, hopefully the menu names won't make you too sad.

He's hesitant as he smiles, the thought in his mind at that very moment.]

I've noticed. Mr. Walker has already endangered the stock, and I shudder to imagine who else lurks within the bowels of the fleet who can eat an entire kitchen.

[passingthrough]

[There will be SO MANY FEELINGS when she sees the menu. They won't all be sad though.]

Oooh, yeah. I've seen a version of Allen exhaust even robot cooks who were making food for him. [Back in the prison.] Beware of speedsters too, but I don't think we have any at the moment. [But she'd be wrong.]

[edwinjarvis]

... I'm afraid he may have torn through as well.

Please don't tell me you've the talent to join their club of gluttonous miscreants, too?

[He'll feed you regardless, just like he'll always feed them.

God help his soul.]

[passingthrough]

My superpowers don't require any greater capacity or need for calories. [The fact she works out so vigorously and regularly on the other hand... But it's not on a supernatural level!] Although I did surprise [pause because she was going to say Winn] people sometimes with my eagerness for double desserts.

[edwinjarvis]

[He smiles kindly at that.]

Yes, well....! I don't mind making you double desserts, Miss Pryde.

As long as you don't eat the entire jello and ice-cream stock, I think we'll manage.

[passingthrough]

I'm not making any promises. We are best friends after all. It seems like first dibs are mine. Let's see this menu of yours. [Some good food should lift her spirits, right?]

[edwinjarvis]

Oh, yes... Take a seat just over here -- I've a free table here.

[He thins his lips, suddenly a bit anxious. What if she hates it?

But despite his nerves, he does offer her the menu. Goodness, Jarvis, play it neutral.]

I hope there's something here fitting for you, tonight.

[passingthrough]

Seats, that's such a good idea for a restaurant. You're on such a roll. [See? Playful. She can do this. Everything is fine. She skims down and it doesn't take long for her own name to jump out at her. It is right there toward the top after all.]

You named the waffle after me? [She looks touched.] Did you name a lot of things after people? [Already glancing back to see for herself.] Oh, and rated a first name I see. [Noticing Kara and Erik's dishes use their last names.]

[edwinjarvis]

[He smiles a little.]

I suppose I may have... gone a little wild with the naming scheme...

[Please like it, Kitty. Goodness, maybe he shouldn't have. Should he have? Well, it's important not to let anyone be forgotten, isn't it? People who leave, they're still here in their own ways. That's what matters... But...]

[passingthrough]

[She's smiling as she scans down the list and then her breath catches. Yeah, she found the one for Winn. Give her a second.]

He'd like that. [Her voice manages to be mostly steady. That's something, right? She likes it. It's just...you know, feels.]

He always thought his pizza was best.

[edwinjarvis]

[Jarvis smiles a little, though he's worried now.]

Indeed.

I - apologize if it's too soon, I just -

I wanted him to be here in some way, and I thought he would... like it.

[passingthrough]

[He was taken too soon. The rest is just...everyone trying to catch up.

She shakes her head first. Voices are hard to trust.] It's perfect. I'll have that.

[edwinjarvis]

[He smiles slowly, softly.]

... Excellent choice.

[When it comes back out, Jarvis isn't the one to deliver it, but...



... it's sure to be a very heart-shaped.]

[passingthrough]

[It's like he wants her to cry. It's a good thing he's hiding! She takes a picture of it with the vague thought she'll be able to show Winn someday.]