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Lavender · by **Lavender** on Thu Dec 03, 2009 12:53 am

Welcome to Elaine’s Café. Whether you’re here to mingle, finish the last chapter of your current read, or simply pick up your morning coffee and muffin, Elaine’s is the ideal place to spend your time, with a cheerful staff, a delightful crowd, and delicious pastries and beverages.

Now, of course, every café has its regulars. In this roleplay, we will explore the lives of these people, through their toils and triumphs, and observe how they always seem to return to Elaine’s without hesitation.

It was a lazy Sunday morning. We opened later on the weekends, so I basked in the delight that came with extra sleep. Although, that didn't seem to last long, as my alarm clock began to buzz annoyingly beside my bed. I groaned and rubbed my eyes, slowly sitting up and looking around the mostly dark room. "Better get to work."

I had to wake up a couple of hours early each morning before the café opened to finish up some baking and put on the coffee. It wasn't anything new, and I didn't really mind that much, as I enjoyed what I did. Seeing new and the same people each day and knowing that Elaine's was a part of their life brought a certain satisfaction to me. I smiled as I crawled out of bed and went into the bathroom to get ready.

I picked out a casual brown skirt and a sky-blue tee shirt, with some gladiator sandals to finish it off. As usual, my hair found its way into a scrunchy, pulled back into a messy but fairly nice looking bun. I took one last glance in the mirror, before striding out of my bedroom. You see, I lived above the café, in a small apartment. I descended down the staircase and looked around, able to see the city outside waking up. Today will be marvelous.

wednesdaysun · by **wednesdaysun** on Thu Dec 03, 2009 2:14 am

Irynna.

There's a blank canvas, several buckets and small containers of paint and a basket full of different brushes all around me in my large and empty white studio. I could've just poured all of the paint onto the canvas and it would be art but remembering what my mentor had said while I was still in art school: "If you're going to pour it all at once, at least pour it out properly." I never really understood those words. She was rather obscure.
I figured since I was expected to paint (or perhaps wanted to paint but just forgot eventually that I wanted to), I picked up a palette knife and dipped it in an open container of yellow ochre acrylic paint. I tapped some of the paint in one corner of my clean metal palette, dipped my liner brush in some water then in the paint. Each brush stroke I made, I saw something take form. A lonely woman sitting in a diner, appearing to be stood up. Just as I got the feel of it... Ugh, I am going to kill Andrei for calling at this time. He has 'good' timing.

"Irynna!" he boomed from the other side of the line. I pulled my cell phone away from my left ear immediately and put it back as soon as I was sure he wouldn't yell again.
"Get out of that studio!" he said in Russian in a gleeful tone of voice. "Let's go to Elaine's! My treat."
"What? I'm busy!" I replied in English. We're just so bilingual.
"Come on, Sashaaa." he moaned over the phone in English. "Please... For your older brother..."
"I'm working on my next piece for my exhibit! I can't just stop now!"
"But Sashaaaa."
He was just so immature sometimes. I mean, even if he is 2 years older than me. My relationship with me and Andrei just goes to show that the eldest wasn't always the most mature.
"Fine then. I'm picking you up whether you like it or not. You need something. I think you've been holed up in that studio for a month."
"I am not holed up here! Come on, I have my own apartment to call my own, you can't just tell me I'm holed up here!"
"Alright, calm down." he said in a really sly voice that I hated so much. "But I'm still coming over. See ya!"
He immediately hung up before I could complain. What is up with him?

Andrei.

"And that was Music My Rock... Music My Rock by Bedouin Soundclash. Awesome, don't you think? That's it for D-Drei's Lazy Sunday Radio, catch me on Wednesday. Before I go, time check is 3 minutes before nine o'clock. And now for Big D And The Kids Table's Describing The Sky. D-Drei signing off."
That's pretty much what I do. I'm a DJ on Beat FM. I play on Sundays from 7:50 to 9 am and on Wednesdays from 8 to 10 pm. And I love whatever I do. Blaine Westley's program's up next on Beat after my song. And as I think about him, he actually comes in. Speak of the devil, or rather, think of the devil.
"Hey, Drei." Blaine said in his usual smooth and low tone of voice. "How's Irynna?"
"Fine as usual." I said. Blaine always seems to ask about Irynna. Maybe he likes her, but it couldn't be possible. He's got a girlfriend. Can't let Sasha be the second woman now, can I? I stand up and let Blaine take the chair so I could finally pull my cell phone out of my pocket. I decided to call Sasha. Maybe disturb her. Her number was on speed dial and I put the reciever to my ear. Once she had picked up, I immediately yelled:
"Irynna! Get out of that studio!" I said in Russian. Whenever I always speak to her as my little sister, I always speak Russian. It's something that gets me by, and hopefully her as well. "Let's go to Elaine's! My treat."
"What? I'm busy!" she replied harshly. Jesus, what was with her today? Did she have PMS?
"Come on, Sashaaa. Please... For your older brother..." I said in English.
"I'm working on my next piece for my exhibit! I can't just stop now!"
"But Sashaaaa."
She didn't speak for a whole five seconds.
"Fine then. I'm picking you up whether you like it or not. You need something. I think you've been holed up in that studio for a month."
"I am not holed up here! Come on, I have my own apartment to call my own, you can't just tell me I'm holed up here!"
"Alright, calm down. But I'm still coming over. See ya!"
I hung up, grabbed my jacket and my keys (about the only few things I really brought to the studio) and left the building. I started the engine of my black Ducati and drove off to Irynna's studio which wasn't too far from the station, actually.

Pencil_Me_In · by **Pencil_Me_In** on Thu Dec 03, 2009 7:51 pm

I was awake before the alarm on my watch beeped. Call it force of habit or my internal clock working overtime, but there was no way I could sleep past nine without chemically enducing a coma...

Sitting up and tossing the covers aside, I strode across the brown carpeted floor into the bathroom. Steam fogged up the room as I showered. Perfect way of waking up in the morning. When I was done I went back into my bedroom and opened the window before making my bed.

It was a warm day so I dressed in a pair of denim jeans and a blue v-neck short sleeved shirt and a pair of brown tennis shoes. Glancing at my watch I saw it was already ten am. Better get going....Grabbing my satchel bag I clipped my pager onto my belt and headed out the door.

The day was nicer than I had originally thought. The air was warm and the breeze was cool. My apartment building was in the nicer part of town, nothing too special, but the streets were clean and the people were friendly. I waved to my neighbor, Mr. Pearson, as I headed toward the cafe on the corner. It was a local favorite and in my opinion the best place to get a cup and a slice of pie.

I first encountered Elaine’s after starting at the Fire House. The guys always met there for lunch and it was one of the only places open once they got off their shift. I'd been there only the night before. Guess that's why the morning seemed so bright. I'd finished my 24 hours on, and today was the start of my 18 hours off.

Pushing the door open to the cafe the smell of roasting coffee and something sweet made me smile softly. Walking up to the counter I smiled to the woman behind the counter, "hey there," I said in a friendly greeting. "Can Iget a triple mocha please?"

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DarkSea · by **DarkSea** on Thu Dec 03, 2009 10:34 pm

"Thank god it's sunday." I murmered to myself wearily. 9:30 am on a sunday and I already felt like collapsing. My feet made no protests as I sat down at the dining table and released them of their relentless task. My whole body ached from stress, I hadn't slept well last night. I hadn't slept well in, what seems like, forever. "Oh," I began sarcastically. "Woe is me." I tried to say it in a passionately sad way, but I just couldn't keep a bitter tone. I ended up laughing which ruined the moment for good. Yet, woe is me indeed- I thought to myself unhappily as I looked around me. The room I was sitting in was not a particularly impressive room, and seemed quite small. The table was littered with books and papers from work. Some flowers stood on the small island that seperated the small kitchen area from the dining area. I lived in an apartment.

But enough of that, I mentally scolded myself. "What on earth am I going to have for brunch?" I asked no one visible, while smiling to myself. I already knew the answer. I would head to Elaine's, like I had been doing for years. All it would take are the keys to my car, some shoes, and a light coat to cover my grey spring dress. All of which I gathered up as I thought of them. It would only take me 15 minutes by car to reach the shop. Once I arrived, I would order my usual- and perhaps converse with my friends.

Lavender · by **Lavender** on Thu Dec 03, 2009 11:02 pm

It was now 8:00 a.m., and I had almost finished all the preparations for the day. I strode over to the front entrance, and turned the sign on the door to the "open" side. Smiling, I went back behind the counter, beginning to hum an idle tune; then it hit me. "May as well switch on the radio." I mused, grinning broadly and walking over to the stereo. A few months ago, I had installed a speaker system, so that whatever I played could carry around the café. So far, it had worked magnificently. I turned it to a mix CD I'd burned of strictly Dean Martin, Louis Armstrong, and Frank Sinatra.

The song Ain't That a Kick in the Head by Dean Martin came on an instant later, and I grinned, promenading back to the counter and twirling on my toes. It was then, the first customer of the day walked in: Tristan. He came in nearly ever day, so we were fairly well acquainted. "Comin' right up." I replied to his request, and turned to prepare his order, smiling all the while. "Why don't you go sit down? I'll bring it to you."

Today, I was the only worker. I gave the rest of my staff the weekends off; what a great boss, right? It wasn't like it was hard. I'd gotten so used to the routine that it was actually a breeze... a lovely, enjoyable breeze. The kind that didn't mess up your hair or blow your skirt practically off your waist, the kind that smells crisp and outdoorsy, and isn't too cool and not too warm... wait, back on topic. I turned around a little bit to look at the man. He certainly wasn't bad looking by any standards, but I was too preoccupied to take it in. Plenty of time for flirting later.

Pencil_Me_In · by **Pencil_Me_In** on Thu Dec 03, 2009 11:50 pm

"Sure thing," I said with a small wink at the brunette as I set a five on the counter. I took the chair near the window and pulled my notebook out of my bag. I was currently taking a class at the college. Nothing spectacular. It was only an English course, but it gave me something to do on my days off.

Starring blankly at the page in front of me, I tapped my pencil to the song playing. I wasn't much for older songs, but somehow the tune seemed to fit the ease of the day. It was the perfect day for a walk in the park. My camera was in my bag, maybe that's what I'd do later. It beat sitting around the house doing nothing or taking an extra shift at the Fire Station.

wednesdaysun · by **wednesdaysun** on Fri Dec 04, 2009 3:46 am

Irynna.

Just as I had expected, Andrei came over. With the most cheeky smile that I ever seen him have. It was irritating alright, but it was a face I missed so much. I guess Andrei was right. I am holed up in here, all alone, hearing the sound of my voice echo through the room. I dropped my things, stood up and gave him a huge hug.
"You ready?" he asked with a playful tone of voice.
"Wait, just let me change clothes."
I ran to my personal room in the studio and took out several of my favorite clothes and makeup out of the closets and drawers. It only took me about 30 minutes to get ready and go outside, my hair in a loose bun.
"What took you so long?" Andrei asked jokingly. I frowned at him for being such an idiot and his smile disappeared, but turned immediately into a smirk.
"Time to go. Don't forget your helmet."

Andrei.

We managed to get out of Irynna's studio after a heck-long choosing of clothes and all. I just don't understand Irynna. But then, she's my sister, and a sister is a woman, and so that means I don't really understand women in general. But they fascinate me like my sister does. Get the point? If not, then... *sigh* I need to learn how to simplify things.

Elaine's on Sunday mornings is the best place to be. The best place hang out. I mean, it's quaint which very well suits Irynna's tastes and they have great food there which satisfies mine. So we go there whenever we both have the spare time to just chill. Or when she's not grumpy. Or when I'm not especially preoccupied with work. Which I'm not. Usually. Hahah. Then I see Elaine working alone. It's a bother watching her work alone on Sundays. But then, it's routine, so...

"Good morning, Ellie." I say to her as I take a seat on a nearby sofa. "How's your morning?"

mistress_of_fiction · by **mistress_of_fiction** on Fri Dec 04, 2009 4:12 pm

I sleepily rubbed my eyes as the alarm went off beside me. It was 7:00, the usual time, and I rolled out of bed, willing myself into the shower and into some clothes. As I brushed my teeth I thought about breakfast. Too lazy to make anything, I decided on going to Elaine's. She was the greatest that woman, and going to her little café always managed to cheer me up. It was a bit of a walk from my apartment, but I enjoyed the silence; it was a nice change from the hustle and bustle of everything else.

As I reached the corner of the street where Elaine's was located, I could see the tell-tale awning of the front of the building. I picked up the pace, a smile already creeping around the corners of my mouth. I entered the familiar place and sat down in the usual armchair next to the one of the windows. I noticed that some of the other usuals were already here; I wasn't surprised, we always seemed to get here at the same time most days. I didn't know very many of them, but it was nice to see a smile and relax.

Lavender · by **Lavender** on Fri Dec 04, 2009 9:33 pm

I never knew just what it was, about this old coffee shop I loved so much.

"I'll only be a minute." I said, smirking at Tristan's wink and taking the five dollar bill. I walked to the cash register, punching in a few things before bringing out his change: $1.25. His order was done, so I bit my lip and picked it up. I served all my orders with mismatched dishes, most of which I had picked up from thrift stores around the city and whatnot. I was never one for absolute order, everything matching and perfect. I brought everything to Tristan's table and set it down in front of him, sliding him the leftover money. "Enjoy." I smiled and strode back behind the counter.

A few minutes later, two more regulars entered the café; it was Irynna and Andrei. I waved a little bit. They were pretty nice, but then again almost every one that usually came in was polite. Don't get me wrong, I've had my share of arguments with costumers, but that only happened every couple of weeks or so. When the man greeted me, I chuckled a little bit at the nickname. "Hi, Andrei. And, my morning? Do you even have to ask? It's been delightful." my eyes drifted to him, but then back to what I was formerly doing behind the counter.

When I saw the other woman enter, I threw her a small, "Good morning!"

Pencil_Me_In · by **Pencil_Me_In** on Sat Dec 05, 2009 6:43 pm

Tristan rolled his eyes as Elaine left the change on the table he was sitting at. She was always doing that. Refusing tips from regulars. He chuckled and placed another five on the table for her to find later. Just to spite her.

The bell above the door rang and two people walked in. He didn't know the girl's name, but the guy with her was Andrei. He'd met him at the library once. Tristan had been there studying and had commented on the large stack of books he was carrying. They weren't the closest of friends, but seeing as they frequented the same places, they always exchanged a friendly greeting.

wednesdaysun · by **wednesdaysun** on Sat Dec 05, 2009 7:09 pm

Andrei.

I smiled at Elaine and sure enough, she got back to work. Of course. Couldn't handle anything by yourself if you don't focus, dedushka would always say to us grandkids. That line annoyed me because he always repeated it but I've found it to be useful advice. I would've loved to thank him now but he's just too old and senile to even remember us, or even saying those words. I heave a sigh at this thought and turn to Irynna, busy looking at every detail of the café. She must really like it here. Come to think of it, it really does have a nice ambience, gentle Sunday morning sunshine shining through the café windows, the mismatched plates, the smiles, and the adorable little trinkets I always see lying around. I knew it was going to get her mad when I disturbed her, but I had to. We were here at Elaine's to order something, not just chill looking at the surroundings. And I noticed a guy I'd met at the library. Pretty amazed with the pile of books I was getting. I think his name was... I know it starts with a T... Tristan! Yes, that guy.
I nodded at him. Maybe that would be a good enough greeting.
"Hey." I called Irynna. She immediately turned to me with a look that preceded her usual faraway look. She was adorable that way, I admit.
"Anything I can get you?" I asked her.
"Peach pie and tall green tea?" she asked with a twinkle in her eye.
"Sure thing."
I go over to the counter where I see Elaine at work. I smile and bend over to see what she was doing.
"Whatcha doin'?" I ask like a little kid. I immediately pull back in case she would put her palm to my face and push it back forcibly.
"Uhm, can I get a slice of peach pie, sweet green tea and that cute little panda cappuccino with the flan on the side?"

Pencil_Me_In · by **Pencil_Me_In** on Sun Dec 06, 2009 11:03 pm

I nodded back at Andrei before turning back to my homework. Not that I was really paying attention. I tapped my pencil against the notebook and stared at the words on the page. They all seemed to blend together. Yawning I stretched my arms over my head. Suddenly hating my inability to sleep past nine, I took two large drinks of my coffee and continued to neglect my homework.

It wasn't like I needed the credit. I had no desire to finish college, become some teacher somewhere. Working as a fireman was the best job there was. You had your EMT training, that was all the education I needed. It was a fun exhilerating job that was incredibly rewarding. Sure there was danger. And there were always the stories...the ones you'd hope to forget, but it was worth it. Hell. I'm young and everyone needs a little adventure in their lives. This was just how I got mine.

SexyBabe16 · by **SexyBabe16** on Mon Dec 07, 2009 2:55 pm

I groaned as my alarm went off.My hand quickly slipped out from under the warm covers and pressed the sleep button. I snuggled back down into bed again. I nearly fell asleep but when I saw what the time was I quickly pushed the covers away and jumped out of bed. Heading to my bathroom bathroom, I ran a hand through my messy tangled hair. I had a quick shower then dressed into a white dress with grey polka dots.I quickly ran a brush through my hair and headed into the kithcen. I grabbed an apple and ate it, while cleaning up the kichen. I chucked the core in the compost bin. I headed to my room to grab my bag and I slipped on my pink flats. I came out of my room clutching my pink shoulder bag. I headed out the door. I started to walk to the cafe. It wasn't that far away and I couldn't be bothered driving. I arrived at the cafe, but I diddn't go in yet. I fixed my dress so it kind of hid my baby bump. I headed inside and took a seat in the corner. I smiled at Elaine but diddn't order anything , food could wait.

mistress_of_fiction · by **mistress_of_fiction** on Mon Dec 07, 2009 3:20 pm

"Good morning to you, too, Elaine," I flashed her a kind smile and looked at the others sitting around. "Hey everyone!"

I pulled out the book I had brought with me from home. Holly's Inbox by Holly Denham. I was a sucker for the romantic comedies; every chance I got, I borrowed one from the library. It was one of my favorite hobbies. As I started to read I remembered the reason I came here in the first place: Breakfast.

I walked up to to the counter, next to the guy that was already there. It looked as if Elaine was currently fetching something from behind the counter, seeing as she was crouching down, rummaging through what I assumed to be kitchenware.

"Hey Elaine," I asked kindly, peering over to get a look at her. "When you get the chance could I get a cup of tea and a croissant? Thanks." I walked back to my seat and continued to read.

Lavender · by **Lavender** on Thu Dec 10, 2009 12:36 pm

And she's sleepin' on
the sofa, layin'
in her Sunday best.

I stood up, apparently just after Andrei had scooted back, saving us both a nice conk in the face. I looked at him for a minute, trying to collect my thoughts. "Erm, sure. But it might be a few minutes..." I informed him. Not like he or Irynna would mind, once they got their orders they'd be satisfied. I grinned with that knowledge, and looked at the other woman. "Same to you. Hope you all have practiced your patience," I teased, and turned around to begin with everyone's requests. It was a busy morning, but not as busy as it could get.

Her eyes strayed outside, where she saw the girl. Her eyebrow quirked upward as she saw her choice of attire, which was very similar to something she'd seen in a maternity magazine recently.... she was snapped back to reality a moment later, and started humming again.

wednesdaysun · by **wednesdaysun** on Thu Dec 10, 2009 5:18 pm

I started laughing at her expression, and when she suddenly stood up. Oh, it would've been fun though if I'd just stayed there, but I would've made her day worse.
"I know it's going to be a few minutes." I said with an expression I couldn't really make out unless I saw myself in the mirror. "And that's why I'm going to help. If you'll let me, of course."
And I knew she wouldn't let me. I was a regular. But what the heck, she looks like she might need help. There were orders coming in. Wow. Take that from a person who just ordered something. Haha.
"Come on. I know you need it." I said with a slightly more joking tone.

Pencil_Me_In · by **Pencil_Me_In** on Fri Dec 11, 2009 2:40 am

The cafe was filling up quickly. Seemed there were several people with the same idea I had. Leaning back in my chair I quickly began surveying the room. People watching was a hobby of mine. It not often that people will take a break from their own lives to realize that they are surrounded by people who has just as long of a story as they do. Just as much history. Heartbreaks. Laughter. Skinned knees and hangovers.

Andrei was still sitting with the brunette at the counter talking with Elaine. They were regulars. A slender dark skinned woman was reading at a table near his. Her eyes scanned the page at a steady pace, the corner of her mouth turned up ever so slightly indicating her enjoyment of the novel.

There was a young, dark blonde woman in a polka dotted dress sitting in the opposite corner. I hadn't seen her order anything. I tapped my fingers on the table when I glanced at her. There was a tiredness in her eyes that made her look almost sad.

Then there was Elaine. Moving quickly behind the counter with what could only be described as a clumsy sort of gracefullness. She moved with the familiarity of the room, but a hurried rush to complete the orders in a timely manner.

We were a crowd of individuals. But here in Elaines? We all seemed to move just a little bit slower.

SexyBabe16 · by **SexyBabe16** on Fri Dec 11, 2009 3:59 am

I fiddled with my hair, staring at a mark on the table. I stared closer and it looked like a baby. I shuddered then stopped looking at it. I was seriously freaking out about this. And to make it worse, half my friend's dont know! Please someone help me. I heard someone tapping and I glanced up at the person. I glanced back at my table, fiddling with my hair. I glanced up at Elaine. She was looking at me strangley. Did she know? If she did, she would tell me right? I was seriously freaking out. I looked back down at my table, not hungry. A sharp pain suddenly shot through my stomach and I clutched it in pain. Trying to avoid everyone's gaze, i held onto my stomach, hoping just hoping, everything was okay.

Lavender · by **Lavender** on Fri Dec 11, 2009 11:54 am

I stared at him in disbelief. Nobody had ever... well, yes, a few people had wanted to help, but I would never let them. But looking him over, seeing that eager glint in his eye, I couldn't help it. God, why am I such a softy? "Fine. Get an apron," I said, trying to sound demanding, but epic failing. I allowed my lips to curl into an amused grin.

I took a quick sweep with my eyes around the café, making sure everything was alright. I saw Haylee in the corner, holding her stomach, and I blinked a little bit. My assumptions of her pregnancy were starting to seem true, but I wasn't about to say anything... not in this moment, at least. I turned around to grab Irynna's drink, swirling the foaminess on the top into a shape resembling a panda, then grinned. "Take this to Irynna, Andrei?" I asked. There was no doubt in my mind he would refuse it.

wednesdaysun · by **wednesdaysun** on Fri Dec 11, 2009 12:24 pm

Andrei.
Elaine is so hilarious to look at. I try to hold in my laughter before everyone looks up and wonders what loony (that would be me) goes around helping the owner. I went in next to Elaine, grabbed an apron and put it on. I thought it looked rather fetching. A cute pink one with strawberries on it. Oh joy. I'm having the time of my life, and I'm not being sarcastic. What put me off a little was the spare apron. I nodded when she told me to give one of the orders to Irynna.
"Alrighty then. Sa- I mean, Irynna! Order up!"
I go over to her and put her order down on the table in front of her.
"Syestra, hello?" I say, waving my hand in front of her face. She was still daydreaming until she snapped out of it and looked at him with a frown.
"Try this, it's really good." I say to her in Russian. She gives me another frown before I head back over to Elaine to grab the next order.
"What's next? Anything I can help you with?" I say, squeezing myself in the corner so she has space to roam around.

Irynna.
This place is wonderful. I'm thinking of bringing my sketchpad over here to doodle this place. Perhaps this could be a new painting to go in my exhibit. Andrei, you are a genius. I would say I love you as a sister, of course, but then you had to come over and disturb my peace. That is, until I saw your apron. Even if I was frowning, I was trying to hold in my laughter. He was dressed in the most adorable apron ever. What made me laugh was that he didn't seem to object to it so much. To be honest, it looked rather fetching.
"Yes, I heard you." I grumble back in Russian. Luckily he didn't hear me. So he walked away. To take the next order.

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