The 63rd Song [Action]

[tangledintower]

[Waitressing is proving to be incredibly difficult today. In fact, it's proving to be almost impossible, since all Rapunzel can do is take orders...she can't exactly pick up things with a bubble in the way...

Luckily, she's got a very good backup plan. Sort of.]

Pascal, I've got an order for two slices of cheesecake and two cups of jasmine tea! Can you manage that?

[Somehow, Pascal isn't in the bubble with Rapunzel, so he's taken over her actual waitressing duties today. He's struggling, what with him being so small, but he's doing pretty good so far...]

I know, I know, I'm sorry, Pascal...I don't like this either, but what else are we supposed to do?

[Pascal squeaks irritably, and Rapunzel sighs, giving him a small smile.]

We'll do something special just for you tomorrow, okay?

[That seems to convince him, as he grabs the small tray he's working with, scuttering out to serve customers. Rapunzel sighs, going out to take more orders, bubble knocking people back as she goes.]

Sorry, sorry!!! I can't help it, there's a bubble...!

Comments

[tangledintower]

[They might as well all be cursed...]

Good idea. Besides, I don't know if you can tell if you're cursed or not till you bump into somebody two feet away from you.

[Pascal frowns, before turning purple, then orange, then yellow.]

...he wants a fruit salad. Or a parfait, I can't tell. Pascal, you have to be more specific.

[Pascal rolls his eyes, before turning a reddish pink.]

...yeah, he wants a parfait.

[charring]

Exactly. [Charlie gives Pascal a nod and starts on his parfait. She'll hang the sign up when it's done.]

Here, buddy. One parfait for one awesome coworker.

[tangledintower]

[Rapunzel laughs as Pascal grins and heads over to get his parfait.]

You're the best, Pascal. We owe you, big time.

[He looks so smug right now.]