Julius chopped some peppers and threw them into a large frying pan which sent an aroma of sautéed vegetables and fried meat through the guild. He was so lost inside his own world that he had almost forgotten about his friend Daima. He leaned underneath the wooden counter and ruffled through a few bottles of seasoning and spices; "Crap don't tell me we don't have anymore paprika!" Julius yelled to himself as he began rifling faster. With a sigh of relief he stood up with a bottle of red powder and saw his Daima sitting at the bar.
"Morning Julius," he said as he took a bite of the apple in his hand "You cooking anything that I can eat? I haven't ate all morning."
Julius turned to his friend as he smiled and gave him a knock on the head. Not out of anger but out of a goofy friendship which felt more like a brotherly bond. "You do realize you do this every morning right?" Julius sighed as he turned back to the pot that which contained his latest creation. He reached over the stove and grabbed a wooden container from a cabinet; gently placing some of the stir fry he just made inside he placed it in front of his friend and chuckled, "Don't eat too fast and die now." Julius said as he turned back to the stove.
Turning the fire off he grabbed another bowl and walked over to a girl who was sitting at a table. On top of it was a guitar case and scribbled on papers which seemed to be music notes. Holding out the bowl containing the warm aromatic food he offered it to her. "Are you hungry?" Julius asked as he smiled.