Trading at the Cafe

[Grayon Brand]

Grayon opened the door to the small cafe, and walked inside. He walked briskly to a small table in the corner near a window, setting down his black briefcase by it. He then approached the counter and looked at the young woman behind the counter.

"A Grande Cafe Latte. No whipped cream, and hold the foam if possible."

The young lady dissappeared behind the counter, a few noises heard while she began to make his drink. A few minutes later, she came back, his drink exactly as he ordered.

"Nicely done. Here's the payment, keep the change."

He did that not simply because he was feeling nice, but more along the lines of not caring. He did think the drink was well made as he sipped it, but did not care to make a fuss over getting his drink. He had more important things to attend to anyway...

Grayon walked back to his table and set his drink down, pulling up his briefcase and setting it on the table as well. He then opened teh briefcase and pulled a slim, laptop. He took a cable fromt he case as well and plugged it into the laptop and a nearby plug in the wall. He then sipped on his latte as he impatiently waited for his computer to load up. When it finally came up, he opened an internet link and surfed to the only site he cared about.

Stocks.

Grayon browsed through his different stocks, making mental notes and formulating strategies. He then began to log in to make the necessary adjustments, selling certain stocks, and buying others. After he finished, he sat back and waited for any updates. This was the part he hated the most... simply waiting for it all to happen... but that was the way the world worked.

[John]

Walking into the cafe for a ramantic afternoone of telling the four girls he was surrounded by all about his past experiences the exciting things that happened in his village. They all found a corner booth. His white hair was being played with by one, a girl grasping onto each of his arms playing with his muscles as they walked, and a girl starring into the red eyes he had. He decided to tell them about the trial of becoming a man. He began telling them about how he had failed the trial once before, and felt bad about it, but all of them in unisen made the girly sound of an.

"Awe~"

Making up things like, thats because you where already a man, or your a man in my eyes, stuff like that. John was loving the attention for now. He would most likely only take one on a date this evening, kinda like playing elimidate by himself. But then something caught his eye, looked to be a computer geek in the cafe, yet, he even looked bored. Now this was an oddity. the girls all gave the kid a burnign stare because he had taken johns attention for a moment. Kinda like they had claimed him as their property, a pet almost. But he got out of the frey of girls and went to order some coco's and sundays for everyone. At the table.

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[Grayon Brand]

Now this was annoying... not only did Grayon have to wait for what he considered the most crucial point of his goal, but now there was some people detracting from the atmosphere of this place. This was an internet cafe, not a local single's bar.

Grayon withstood this for a bit, and even kept his calm with them. But every man has his breaking point, and Grayon's was rather low today. He waited for the man to sit down with his items, and walked over to the table he sat down at. As he approached, he gave a curt nod to all at the table, then spoke his peace.

"Excuse me, but you are disturbing me, and I believe, everyone else in this cafe with your incessant giggling and carrying on. If you didn't read the sign outside as any intelligent person would, you missed where it said this was an internet cafe. That means, this place is not humming or bustling with activity, and is rather calm and docile. So please, either tone it down, or leave."

Grayon turned around and left them to think it over, although it would most likely be for only a short bit. He couldn't stand ignorant people like that, or at least people that appeared to be that ignorant. Grayon walked back over to his laptop and refreshed the screen, noticing a change in stock. It was a good change, but not one Grayon could do anything about... An exasperated sigh came from his lips as he rubbed the bridge of his nose.