do i Have to wear the maid outfit? [Mission | Private]

[neko bo beko]

Name: Temporary Employment
Rank: D
IIC: 1 Day
Difficulty: Easy
Description: A common lower ranked mission, one of the many business owners of Kusagakure has hit a shortage of employees. Often relying on the genin of the village to fill in, they pay high wages for such short notice help. This request comes from the owner of a tea shop who had a waitress fall ill the day before. He requires someone to fill in taking orders and pouring tea!
How to complete: Take 5 orders and fill them correctly. This should take 3 posts.
Pay: 8,000 Ryo

acceptance

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When Harue shows up with her mission slip clutched in her hand still, she is buzzing with excitement though she does not know why. The public and working with them, taking orders and filling them, being instructed by someone with a God complex - these shouldn't sound like amazing things. And yet, here she was in front of the restaurant with a dumb smile plastered to her lips. She works to keep her face professional, hiding an annoying smile by biting her cheeks, as she walks in. When she goes to the front counter and shows off her mission slip, they usher her into the back.

Harue is not greeted with the same enthusiasm that she harbors for this place, instead a hasty man simply thrusts a uniform into her arms. "Put this on," he says, seemingly as though he is in a rush. He looks at a clipboard in his hand, tapping the lead of his pencil to the paper. "What's your name, darling?"

The term of endearment is a strange one, coming from a man she does not know. It seems to be a verbal tick as he says it again after she announces her name; Niyjua Harue, at your service. When she comes back from the bathroom, she wears the same clothes the rest of the employees wear. She is directed to put her clothes in the break room out back, where unclaimed lockers lay dormant. When she comes back again, she is handed a small notepad and a pen. "It's simple," one waitress tells her as she shows her the ropes briefly. "You watch the front door, and when people come in and take a seat, you go over and ask if they know what they want. We make custom drinks too, so you'll need to listen to what they say and write it down. Just try to be nice, no matter how rude the customers get." When Harue looks up at the girl, her eyebrows furrowed, the waitress sighs. "And customers will be rude. They think it's a rite of passage or something."

So Harue stays on her toes. She is nervous and jittery but only because she does not know how to handle a rude customer. She had not considered, this hurdle. Knowing her, she would now her head and take an insult - but what if she did not? It would be put to the test as an elderly woman comes in and takes a seat at a booth. Approaching her with her pad in hand, Harue smiles. "Hi! May I take your order, ma'am?"

"I'll just have the house blend, sweetie."

For the life of her, Harue does not know what a house blend is. She has to ask another waitress about it, who points to the menu. When the pink haired kunoichi turns away to the counter, she rolls her eyes at herself as she pours the elderly woman the restaurant special.

1(one) order filled.

[neko bo beko]

The evening seems to go smoothly. Customers do not search for a fight though Harue expects one. She makes sure to stay polite and airy, keeping a smile upon her lips no matter how the customer treats her of course, none treat her poorly. Setting down a tray of picked up dirty glasses, Harue takes a deep breath. They really are short handed; she's only been here so long, but it feels like longer. Pulling out her notepad and approaching a man who has just come in, Harue smiles. "Hello," she announces, standing at his table. "Do you know what you want?"

The man tells her that it is his first time here and that he'd like to see a menu. Graciously, Harue goes to the counter and slips a paper menu from the metal rack. Taking it back to the table, she waits for the man to pick a tea. He settles for green tea and a biscuit. Harue goes into the back and takes non-infused green tea leaves and steeps it in water. Pulling a fresh biscuit from the oven, she sets the items onto a platter and carries it out to the man. He thanks her and she bows slightly. Just as she is done with the customer, the bell dingles over the door as another comes in. 

Like clockwork, she asks the same thing she asks anyone else who wanders into the humble little tea shop. "Hello! What can I get you?"

The woman seated at the counter smiles, her fingers tapping. "I heard tea can help the soul," she says. "I've been on edge the last few days." Harue smiles as she skims the menu, settles on pointing out oolong tea. When the woman nods, teeth chattering, Harue offers her a small pat on the back before slipping into the back. She steeps the leaves in boiling water and pours a cup, bringing it out on glass china. Setting it on the counter in front of her, Harue hums. "I hope this helps, miss."

3(three) orders filled

[neko bo beko]

As fate would have it, the rest of the night goes impeccably smooth. While the customers grow sparse, Harue is asked to bus the tables. She does so with a skip in her step simply because closing is coming, she'd be free in laymen's sense. As she is wiping down a table closest to the front double doors, the bell jingles over the threshold. She turns to see another customer, appearing fatigued. He sits down and waves her down, calling her sweetie.

"Can I get a coffee?"

Harue had not even opened her mouth or brandished her notepad and pen. She smiles nonetheless. "Coming right up, sir."

Do they have coffee here? It's a tea shop, why would someone want coffee in a tea shop. Or does it still count because you steep the grains in hot water, in some fashion or another. Either way, sure enough, the means to make coffee are found in the back. Gingerly, she pours him a steamy brew of black coffee. She places a small cup of creamer beside it on the tray and places it before him. He Thanks her, turning to his newspaper with the mug already in his hand. She is surprised he does not wait for it to cool, wonders if his mouth is scalding.

Harue goes on cleaning the tables and the counter, piling dirty left behind dishware upon a platter and carrying it to the washers in the back. The last customer of the night arrives moments before closing, and Harue is hesitant to serve her.

"Please, miss?" The woman says, running a hand through her hair. "Just something to wake me up. A coffee?"

Harue vanishes and comes back with hot coffee in a styrofoam cup. She smiles to the woman and hands her the cup of brew, to which she thanks and gives a healthy tip. The store closes shortly after and Harue is thanked for her time, but shooed rather quickly.

5(five) orders filled

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