"P-Please..." She said, a little hesitantly. She was used to being offered help, but was always anxious to let someone else do the job for a spare moment, even if it was short and quick. She had two reasons for this; one was because she wanted everything to be perfect, and she'd freak out if someone were served something that wasn't perfect, and second was that she didn't want to burden anyone else, "I'd appreciate it if you could help me." She said with a smile at Odera as Lotus seemed to have disappeared from the kitchen and returned with a bandaid as she began to clean up her wound.
" that should do so go on your way now "
"Thank you." Seiri let out a sigh of relief while she then watched, for a second, as she began to clean the floor, "A-Ah, you don't have to do that! I can take care of that, really! You should focus on your job for now!" Seiri said with a smile before saying her thanks again and taking over after Odera helped her. To her, she also wore the same smile and said, "Thanks. You know, you're not that bad of a chef! Who knows, maybe you could have stolen by job before I came here~" She giggled and began to cook again, her finger no longer bothering her as the drama only lasted a mere few seconds in here eyes.
"You mind making a special order?"
Seiri heard her bosses voice call from over the counter as she turned her head for a moment to ask with a confused face, "Special order? Like what? For who?" She questioned, not knowing the definition of a 'special order' since she's really only taken regular orders. A moment later, she sighed and said, "And it's not as if I'd be able to say no, after all. Wouldn't want to be fired after my first few days or working here." She smirked a bit.
Shima saw Odera pass through him and head into the kitchen. A light blush seemed to have spread across the man's face as he forced himself awake and to stare straight rather than turn around. He held the urge to look behind him for quite a while until something else caught his attention. Another man, who entered the cafe, but looked more suspicious than any other costumer, or anyone else in the cafe for that matter.
A small frown appeared on Shima's face as he began to suspect something from the other man who just entered the cafe and took his seat. But he wiped that look off his face and replaced it with a concerned look, rather than threatening, and headed over to him, "Excuse me... sir?" He tapped on his shoulder, to get his attention.
After getting the attention from the suspicious costumer, he said, without realizing, "Sir... if you're here to steal anything, you may want to leave since there's nothing of value in this cafe, other than ingredients. Unfortunately, I have high doubts you'd make it to the cashier if you're headed for the money though..."
He is words were insanely rude, even though he spoke with anxiety in his voice. If someone wasn't listening, they'd be confused if they were offending them, or asking or saying something to them. Because of the way he said it, it was even hard to depict what he was saying.
Just a little while later, after Shima realizing that what he said was rude, he immediately apologized, "S-Sorry! I didn't mean to offend you or anything! A-Are you a costumer here? I'm really sorry for what I said! Hopefully you can forget that?" He begged, afraid he'd be fired for that also.
"Well... I'm not a waiter or anything here... but if you are a costumer who will order something, I could bring one over to you if you'd like?" He offered, in hopes that what he said then would clear out what rudeness he showed before. This was clearly shown since his expression still held that anxious smile, but it was obvious he was nervous.