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Post by Colette on Mar 8, 2009 20:37:21 GMT -5
[/i] she thought to herself, sighing dreamily. Walking up to the counter, she ordered a large coffee while sitting down at a stool. As the cup was placed by her, she took it into her hands with a smile.[/size] [/ul] |
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Post by ~~Ursula~~ on Mar 9, 2009 0:20:56 GMT -5
Ursula, while always superior, was in the kitchen bustling away. It was an early morning and though she'd rather be at home in her shell sleeping like a little mollusk...she was in the kitchen of the Disney Cafe' enjoying the smell of the food, "Everything around here has gotten more efficient since I took over this blasted kitchen...Thank heavens for lousy service or I never would've lost my temper and gone over board." She chuckled devilishly at her 'sea' humor.
She watched as a waiter began heading back inside the cafe' and she looked at him. She just rolled her eyes at him incompetence, "Imbecile...before 11 o'clock we always give customers who order a cup of coffee or cocoa with 3 madelines....in the shape of that wretched mouses head." She said as she enveloped one into her mouth.
With that she slithered out with a tray and the mickey madelines. She handed them to the woman and just rolled her eyes, "Enjoy crab cake!" She said as she slithered back inside the kitchen.
"Good help is so hard to find these days....isn't that right poopsies?" She asked her eels who seemed to be asleep in the leviathan, "FLOTSAM, JETSAM!" She hissed trying to wake the eels up.
Flotsam and Jetsam both knocked their heads on the top of the cove they were sleeping in, "Of course Madame Ursula." Flotsam said, "We're always on the job." Jetsam concluded.
Ursula just smiled and waited for another order to come in...while she inhaled a small shrimp from her breakfast platter.
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Post by Colette on Mar 9, 2009 6:35:34 GMT -5
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Post by nakoma on Mar 9, 2009 10:49:28 GMT -5
(Mind if I join you?)
A couple of tables away sat Nakoma, enjoying her brownie. She had heard that it was very typical American, and even though she was a native American, she had never heard of it. But it sure tasted good.
She was still new here and the Disney Café was the first place she had entered. It was really fascinating, an own place just for food! Where she came from, they ate food at the same place they lived, and slept. Here, they had hoteld for that. Hmm, fascinating.
She didn't take notice of the other woman before she shouted to the waiter, but it made her sink into her chair. How embarassing! You never shout at the man who gives you food, you worship him!
"Heyheyhey, take it easy!" she turned to the woman, and hoped her smile would relax her.
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Post by ~~Ursula~~ on Mar 9, 2009 13:04:36 GMT -5
Ursula's eyes sharpened. She had heard the racket coming from the mouth of what appeared to be a french woman. Clamoring about the poor croissant which was offered to her, "Well my darling...if you were given a FRESH croissant...this would all be a much happier occasion!" She said shooting a glare to the drowsy waiter.
The Ursula caught something that made her blood boil...she saw that she was being given a glare she blew it off at first, but no one crosses the witch....or glares at her, "Evidently he failed to throw out the ones made yesterday...This is a little moments when the chef orders around the waiters...so BUTT OUT, JULIA!" Ursula blasted the french woman and to some this would be rather indignant, but to an angry sea witch that was the closest to flattery anyone was going to get.
When the other woman came over and talked to her, as if she was a child hitting another, Ursula was none to pleased by this occurrence, "You must be joking...Surely you take the one who serves the food as the lower of the one who PREPARES the food...I thought the people who cooked the food were revered...not the ones who serve it." She said drolly.
Ursula was not in the mood to argue it was too early and the lunch rush was bound to be eventful...everything always was in that dang blasted kitchen.
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Post by Colette on Mar 9, 2009 17:37:12 GMT -5
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Post by Nani Pelekai on Mar 10, 2009 15:00:26 GMT -5
[Oh my God, just for your awesome post Colette, I'm going to exalt you! It was so perfectly in-character that I . . . I was screaming like a fangirl! Sorry for commenting like this! -EXALTS AND LEAVES THREAD-]
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Post by ~~Ursula~~ on Mar 10, 2009 19:36:14 GMT -5
Ursula was annoyed with the girl. She just took her finger aimed it at the girl and squirted water into her face, "Angel fish...don't talk down to me. I am far more powerful...and larger than you are." She said with a sneer.
"If you'd like a fresh one...I'd be glad to offer you one at half price...that is more freshly made. One thing I will not take is criticism over my cooking.
"Darling I don't care if you are the greatest chef since Julia Child...you do not talk to the woman, preparing your food, with such disdain...it could lead to some unfortunate incidents." She said with a now presently wicked smile.
Ursula was in no mood to be aggravated, but blast it all...she is ALWAYS in the mood to stir up trouble...or do something that can cause sheer torment and misfortune to those that...peeve her....and this girl was getting on her last nerve.
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Post by Chicken Little on Mar 11, 2009 19:20:11 GMT -5
Chicken was at a table in the cafe having a nice breakfast of pancakes and orange juice when he heard some commotion going on wondering why it was happening so early. The little bird climbed up from his seat to see where it was happening and then he saw the female chef Colette that he met while at the Italy showcase and then he saw that she glaring and being upset at the sea witch as Chicken was afraid that something bad was gonna happen to his new friend.
"Oh no stop this woahhh nooo" he then suddenly fell off the chair
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Post by Colette on Mar 28, 2009 0:22:24 GMT -5
Colette let out a sharp gasp when the water hit her face. How DARE she? Oh if she could get away with it she would create the best dish imaginable just to prove this woman wrong! No one would dare treat her like this back in Paris.
"As I said, Madame...I will not pay for zis...even a new, fresh one! No doubt zat it will be as much a shame as ze first!" Colette huffed, turning on her heel to exit the kitchen. It was then that she heard the voice of her chicken friend hit her ears. She ran over to her little friend and knelt on the ground, holding out a hand to Chicken Little.
"Would you like a hand, my friend?"
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Post by Chicken Little on Mar 28, 2009 3:56:16 GMT -5
Chicken looked up and saw that Colettewas hoping to help him up as he felt a bit better by this by extending his hand to her which helped him up as he smiled. "Thanks, Colette, um are you ok today you sounded mad over breakfast." The chicken asked looking a bit concern for his new friend.
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Post by Anton Ego on Mar 28, 2009 6:12:16 GMT -5
(Hope you guys don't mind if I join need somewhere for Ego to post ^^)
"Far more powerful you say?"said a deep voice which seemed to be coming from nowwhere. Anton Ego walked out of the shadows in the farend of the with his arms behind his back and headed towards the group where the only person that he reconized was the woman with the cut short hair. He was listening to their conversation the whole tme and felt like interrupting."Pardon me,"He said placing the tip of his bony fingers on his chest and looking down at the strange plump woman whos feet seemed to be tentacles with a wicked smile across his face." for intruding, into your..conversation. I thought that it would be fair to say that power would most likely be in your case a misconsemption if you are the chef that you claim to be and as critics are the ones who decied whether or not you stay in buisness giving us more power over you. I should know as I am one myself."
"And as for the food if that is what you call it then I don't want to hear another word out of you as a rat could cook better then this."He had seen one do so to . "Now I hope we are in full understandement of eachother and be fully aware of the review you will be recieving from me for you have disapointed me and I don't do well with..disapointment."
(Im so sorry Ursula lol I feel so bad when I play as a villain. But I hope Im playing him alright though since this is kinda a hard character to grasp.)
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Post by Colette on Mar 28, 2009 12:11:04 GMT -5
((*squeals* EGO!))
Colette smiled at Chicken Little and then frowned. "Yes, I am actually very upset with my breakfast." she replied with a nod. The mood changed upon hearing a new voice.
"Anton Ego," she said softly, helping CL back onto his chair and looking at the man. A small smirk crossed her lips. She knew full well what Ego's reviews could do to a restaurant, let alone a cafe. But it seemed a little cruel.
On the other hand, what did she know of this woman's other dishes at the cafe? The smirk was quickly wiped off her face.
"Monsieur Ego, might I ask you why you are reviewing this cafe?"
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Post by Anton Ego on Mar 28, 2009 19:40:47 GMT -5
(*squeals* COLETTE!!)
Ego turned towards Colette and replied.”Well.. after overhearing all this mockery about this Café around the park and seeing as it seems to be a popular place to eat at I thought I would stop by, and give it a shot myself. And after trying the food..”He glanced back at the head chef and chuckled giving his scarf a stroke.”well... unless you have anything else that you would recommend for me that would change my mind..”Ego knew that he himself felt that he was little cruel to her although he didn’t mean to be it was what he believed to be the truth as it really was the critics job and if she did have something else as he hadn't tried her other dishes yet he just might change his mind.
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