Kemp Birthday Giveaway (Open to All)

[Ava]

Ava was normally reticent about talking to any of the patrons. It wasn’t her thing to get involved in the day to day unlives of those she served. She could easily distinguish the humans from the others and treated each exactly the same. If for the more undead of the café’s patrons she tried to make sure they behaved themselves and didn’t chew on the human ones.

But today was different. Today it was Kemp’s birthday. If you could call it that. It’s what passed for a birthday for their kind. Maybe it should be more appropriately called ‘Turn Day” Of course describing it that way would mean explaining to those few humans who came to the café what that meant. No, birthday it was.

Tucking a strand of electric blue hair behind her hair she laid the cards on the table. Standing one each in between the packets of sugar, wiping down those tables she needed and moving to the next.

The note read. “Don’t forget to wish our Baristas a happy birthday!! Free coffee of your choice to the randomly selected participant who wishes Kemp well today. Please write your name on card and place in basket at counter to enter. Card must be validated by Kemp in order to be valid to win prize. ”

Each time she placed a card she grinned. Kemp hated birthdays, he equally hated someone wishing him felicitation. He’d snarl and glare and snarl and glare some more so her putting the note cards on the table would ensure he’d be snarling and glaring all night long. Or worse. Yes, she loved him. But she loved to make his life a misery just for kicks.

It’s what he love about her and how could she possibly disappoint on such an auspicious occasion.

[Cabaret]

Cabaret slips inside the cafe for a bit of a drink. She normally strayed away from such places but something had lured her in this particular building. She grabs a newspaper from outside and takes her place at a freshly wiped down table. She crosses her legs and adjusts her gown before taking out the paper. She scans over the first page, her face remaining void of emotion. After finishing the front page she lifts her gaze and lifts her hand to signal the waitress to her table. She smiles gently to her and dips her head.

"Good evening. I think I will take a simple hot chocolate." She then dips her head softly before looking back down to the paper in her hands.
She decides to flip through a bit and begins to read another section of the paper, merely reading without letting her emotions flood her face so that it would be impossible for anyone to see if she liked or disliked what she was reading. When the girl brought her drink, she gave her a warm smile and took the styrofoam into her hand, gently blowing against the brown liquid, creating ripples upon the surface before cautiously taking a sip.

She continues to read through alternate sections of the paper while slowly finishing her drink. Once it was finished, she folded up the paper and stuffed it into her purse while digging out a few coins to both pay for her purchase and provide a tip for her waitress. She placed the coins upon the table top and was about to leave when something caught her eye.

She pulls the small piece of paper towards her that was hiding within the sugar packets and skims over the sheet. She smiles softly and rummages through her purse until she found a pen. Then in graceful handwriting, she wrote out happy birthday towards the stranger and left her name, though she knew the recipient would have no idea who she was:



She giggles softly and places the card beneath the gold coins before taking up her empty cup and stolls out, throwing the drained styrophoam cup out on her way as she hums an old lullaby, deciding she may go out on the town for a bite of lunch.

[The David]

The David runs into the scene, guffawing like a man possessed by the demon of stupidity, and catches up with Cabaret while she is on her way out. With a yelp of glee, he pulls back his leg, and lets it fly upwards into the nook between her buttock cheeks.

Without pause for retribution or response of any kind from the blonde, he turns and pelts back the way he came.