2021-12-28 - Pastry hair

Know what is real hard to deal with when working the swing shift? Breakfast. The traditional breakfast foods aren't served at this time of day, but a man still likes a nice pastry before going in to cut apart dead bodies. Thus, Shawn, new to Gray Harbor (but not this shift) is here to find a pastry.

Some prepare to go to work, others on their way home. Which is true for Rick, who's changed out of his uniform and decided to drop in on his way back. Stepping inside, he looks around rather carefully.

Then there are others that come with a verse that rings in people's minds when they see them. This one for Gabriella? 'By the pricking of my thumb, something wicked this way comes'. Sadly, she looks decidedly angelic and innocent. It helps that she yawns so adorably when she enters as well.

Shawn's wearing his scrubs - and aren't doctors like, Gabby magnets? He is delivered a pastry full of cream and raspberry juice. It is half stuffed into his mouth almost immediately as he turns and makes a friendly-enough nod towards Rick. You dudke. Poor Gabby though - alas. He MISSES her completely.

Rick offers a bit of a nod in return to Shawn, before he turns slightly as he hears Gabriella's entrance, studying her for a few moments before he continues heading towards where he can place an order.

Misses her? MISSES HER?! Gabriella moves towards the frong as well as she looks at Shawn, or more importantly his food. Then she finds a Rick. There is a cant of her head and she moves next to him and gives her most adorable pout. "Excuse me.." She even scuffs her toe along the floor when looked at. ".. I am so sorry to ask this, but is it possible that you might be my hero? I'm in desperate need of one to buy me a baked good and a drink." This involves some lashes batting at Rick. Or as we like to say, Victim 1.

Now Gabriela is right in front of Shawn and even he can't be totally oblivious now. So he stops and blinks slowly. Alas - he's also reallllly tall, and a big glob of raspberry falls from the edge of his pastry and right towards that blond hair.

He's a bit tired from the length of the day, and so Rick blinks a few times at Gabriella's words. "Hmmm... Wait..." There's a brief pause, as he considers this. "A hero, you say?" Studying her for a few more moments, before he adds, "What kind of a baked good?"

Gabriella was about to say something when she feels it. Something hits her hair. Then slides down her hair. A plop as it hits the floor. Her green eyes drop to see the glob of raspberry at the same time her hand lifts to her hair. The sticky sensation felt. "What the Hades?" A slight glare towards Shawn now as she tries to find a napkin or something to help her clean it up. A larger (and probably more sincere) pout to Rick. "One without raspberry in it, please."

"Oh." Blink - "Oh I got that Ma'am." Shawn says, leaning forward with his own napkin to dab at Gabriella's hair. It doesn't do much for the spread of red berry in blond locks. Honestly - it looks like she's just gotten a really beautiful streak put in!

Helpfully, to Rick, "The cream cheese ones are good too."

Rick blinks a few times as he sees what's hitting her hair. "Huh..." He glances from Gabriella to Shawn and back again for a few moments as he hears what's waid. Nodding a bit slowly as he hears Shawn's words. "Cream cheese. That sounds good. Be right back." And with that, he steps back to move over to order a few of the cream cheese pastries and some coffees. "No fighting, please," he offers to the two as he looks back, offering them a brief grin. "I'm done with work for today, after all."

Gabby looks at her hair for a long moment. Her eyes are angry eyes, but she's in the middle of free things. So she turns to pivot towards Rick. OOPS! Gabriella in her pivot accidentally stomps on Shawn's foot as she walks over. So accident prone today. "Thank you. Do you work as a hero?" This is given to Rick. For now.

"Fighting...?" Shawn says under his breath as he blinks slowly. Especially at Gabriella's back when it is whirled on him. Tiny bits of hair flick against him. "Your hair ma'am, um, that was my...." except he didn't really feel that stomp. So maybe he shouldn't bring it up. "Are you a first responder?" Asking Rick, because that's why Gabriella keeps saying 'hero'.

"A hero?" Rick considers that for a few moments, before he nods a bit slowly. "That is a good question. I suppose many would say so, but I must admit there are quite a few times I've felt decidedly non-heroic." He nods again as he hears Shawn's question. "Yes, sir." He offers them both a smile and a nod. "Rick Carlson. A pleasure to meet you both."

"It is more than a pleasure to meet you, RIck. Can I call you by your first name?" Gabriella sighs most forlornly. "Do you know how to get this stuff out of my hair? It's just horrid that it was there. A practical assault if you ask me. He didn't even say he was sorry." She sighs again and looks to Shawn. Okay, she may have just stuck her tongue out at him.

"Didn't I?" Shawn has to rewind a bit, thinking back in time. "Oh, sorry. The people I usually work with don't mind a little jam." There's another question there. He sticks out his hand to Rick, "Nice to meet you. Shawn Young."

Rick smiles, "Of course you can, Miss..." And that's when he realizes he doesn't know her name, pausing a little, before he adds, "I suppose to get that out of the hair, some kind of washing it in hot water would probably be best? I mean, it works well with blood, so it should work with raspberries too." Nodding a bit as he hears Shawn's words, he shakes the offered hand. "Nice to meet you. What kind of people do you usually work with?"

She got food and drink right? That was the goal? Gabriella is content by this. "I suppose I will have to wash my hair soon then." Narrowed eye look towards Shawn. "Gabriella Leigh." She supplies this so sweetly.

"Dead ones," Shawn says. Since Gabby spoke this means that she has forgiven him, right? AND HER VOICE IS SWEET. All is good. So he smiles at her and Rick because they are all friends now! "I'm a medical examiner." The rest of his pastry gets stuffed in his mouth. No raspberry accident this time, except for that bit caught in his beard.

The food and drink was indeed accomplished. Rick nods a bit as he offers a smile to both of them. "It's a pleasure to meet you too, Gabriella," he offers. He then nods again as he hears Shawn's words. "Ah, it makes sense that they don't mind the jam," he comments. "So, are the two of you locals, or from somewhere else? I mean, I can't remember to have seen you before, but then again, there are lots of people I haven't seen before in this city.

"Yes and no. I was born here, but left when I was a kid." Gabby offers. Which was probably wise. She collects her trophies of food and drink. "If you both excuse me, I have to go wash my hair." LEIGH WOMAN STARE. Then back to Rick. "You and I though.. we should meet later. I'm fascinated to hear about what you do." And what else he might buy.

"New - well, ish. I work nights," Shawn glances up at a clock on the war. "I clock in about an hour." He blinks at Gabriella. "It looks good on you," he's trying to be positive about this. Honestly, purple-pink looks good on blond hair.

Rick nods as he hears Gabriella's words. "I'll be happy to meet you later," he offers. He then nods at Shawn's words, offering him a smile. Before he hears his words to Gabriella, and he just opens his mouth, then closes it again. This is one crossfire he'd like to avoid being caught in the middle of.

Gabby is silent for a moment. Then she smiles brightly. "See you soon." Oh yes she will. But then she's out the door.

"She has a pretty smile." Shawn says, still utterly oblivious. Working with dead people apparently doesn't give him much of an insight into what makes a woman tick.

His napkin comes up to wipe at his face. "It was good to meet you Rick." And then he goes to walk out only remembering after the door is closed that he totally forgot to ask what Rick does. Oops