50th of Summer
The Golden Dragon
The days at the Golden Dragon were going by much quicker than what Ever would expected, and suddenly the other employees were being flooded by work they had to perform. Ever never thought this place got so busy, but the summer heat does a lot of things to people, and attract them to local buisinesses must have been one of them. Due to this, Ever was informed that the cooks here were short staffed, and she would be filling in as a cook for the time being, while juggling her entertainer part of the job.
"You want me to...cook?" She questioned the female chef who had come up, and requested that she go to the kitchen immediately. The woman stood much small than she, being of a much older age, but the way she said everything and looked at her, Ever had a feeling she wasn't going to take no for an answer.
Ever was completely taken by surprise when she had come to her. She had actually no expirience with cooking, what so ever. "I don't think that's such a good idea. I'm not a very good cook." She tried to explain to the woman, but was stopped by a swiftly held palm in front of her face.
"You will have to learn quickly, then."
Ever blinked, "...but." Her forearm was suddenly grabbed, and she found herself being drug back into the kitchen. For an old woman, she was extremely strong.
"We'll start you off with something a little more easy then, if you are so incompetent." Ever dropped her head, well, wasn't she a peach. When they had entered the kitchen she noticed only about fifteen workers back here, and still, sadly, that wasn't near enough people for the sudden rush of buisiness they were having. The woman turned to her, picking up a wooden spoon. Ever eased away a bit at the action, waiting for her to speak. "This job ain't rainbow's and sunshine, girl. I want you to take the food to the customers. Familiarize yourself with the dishes please, and then when I call you back here, we'll start you on some big girl stuff ok."
Ever had never wanted to hit an old women in her life...until now. But she had no time to dwell in her new found want, after a large trey of food had been shovered into her arms. "Table six, this is the appetizer." Ever looked down at the well prepared and large amound of food. An Appetizer?! "Now Go!" She was then shoved through the door.
She found herself faced by a good hundred customers, all yelling and complaining about not having their food. Ever felt her sweat drop. She couldn't even see the tables, how was she supposed to find- "Where is my food?" A man asked angrily approaching her.
Ever offered him a smile, "I'm sorry, the cooks are hurrying as fast as they can, please wait patiently." More and more people advanced on her then, and the red head found herself swarmed by a mass group of hungry civilians. She fought the urge to shrivel up, and lat on the floor, looking up at the ceiling, she knew this was going to be the longest day of her life.
