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Carlotta kept trying to order, but every time she opened her mouth, there was a series of loud and extremely rude noises from where Erik was sitting.

She stormed out without buying anything.

Erik wasn't even being subtle about it.

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Victor came in today lugging a black box covered in knobs and switches and set it up on one of the tables near the wall.

All the power went out about three seconds after he plugged it in.

Now his coffee's going to get cold :(

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He's been trapped in a bathroom stall for about half an hour and has been yelling from there...

What is the most visually amusing activity for Hamlet to be doing while reciting his monologue?

I've so far gotten:

Pogo stick

Playing tennis

Swimming laps

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Hyde scared a new patron away today.

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Adam tried to wish Victor a Happy Father's Day.

Victor bolted out the door and now we can't find him anywhere.

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All three Henrys walked in with the same jacket.

Now they're arguing over who needs to change.

This happened to the Victors once and they didn't even notice.

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Erik brought Ayesha in and let her wander around for a bit.

She brushed up against Jekyll's leg, and now we have a brand-new tea stain on the ceiling.

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Utterson drinks decaf?? Okay that makes sense for him but Jonathan? Shame on you Jonathan!

There's no shame in decaf!

How would you know?

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Dorian just walked in with a flower crown on his head, a big smile on his face, and bloodstains on his shirt clear up to his elbows.

Should I concern myself?

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So Yves just invented sugar cookie pancakes. I think it was an accident...

It was not! And I threw in a few extra eggs for protein. It was Henry's idea.

Henry...?

Clerval. Victor wasn't eating breakfast and we thought it would be a good way to trick him.

Better than your turkey croissants.

Oh hush. Lanyon liked them.

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Griffin ordered a cafe au lait and asked me to bring it to his booth...

...I get there and his clothes are piled in a heap on the seat...

I can hear snickering.

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Hello! What is everyone’s usual order? I already know Raoul is obsessed with pumpkin spice lattes and Utterson and Jonathan drink decaf but what about everyone else?

Everyone? Bit much...

Yves.

Fine! I'll start with Erik. A chocolate brownie- every single time- and usually a drink. Always a hot one. He loves Swiss white hot cocoa.

Sometimes he gets a second brownie.

Remember that time he-

Yes. Moving on.

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Does Griffin bring his cats into the cafe?

He once brought two.

They were declared Menaces to Society and Sanity At Large after about three minutes and we made Grif take them home.

He was back the very next day with all of them.

I still have a scar on my upper arm!

But they like me. A lot. So we agreed that Griffin wouldn't train them to bite Yves' nose anymore and that I would set aside a bit of cream for them.

All the cats love Clarence. Even Ayesha, and she barely likes anyone. It isn’t fair.

Everything and everyone else thinks you hung the moon. Count your blessings.

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So halfway through my making his hot chocolate, Dorian produces a noise at a decibel hitherto only attainable by bats and grabs my arm and points.

It took about two seconds for me to realize I wasn't dreaming.

But-! Pictures don't lie~

Clarence is going to kill me when he sees this and I don't even care.

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Figures it's my turn...

Erik's trying to strangle Ned Land for fooling around on the piano while he (Ned) still had grease on his fingers.

I'm on Erik's side here! >:(

Go finish the croissants.

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Just found Hyde in the freezer with a fur coat and a gallon-container of ice cream.

He seemed happy to see me. I don't think he had a plan for how to get out.

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Montresor came up to the front counter, with a cupcake smashed all over the front of his shirt and a murderous look in his eye, and asked if we have a cellar.

I see Hyde snickering.