Father Son and Holy Ghost, who eats the fastest gets the most [Active]

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Character(s): Kariya, Sonic, eventually Uzuki
Content: Reapers' Ramen is almost ready for its grand opening! Predictably, Sonic is early.
Setting: Reapers' Ramen [G9, not too far from Niflheim Gate]
Time: Early afternoon
Warnings: None

It wasn't a bad place they'd found, all told. The building may have been abandoned, and there was some water damage going on if you looked close, but it had a kitchen with a stove, and even some leftover soup pots big enough to serve a prison mess.

The front room was small and quaint. A decent-looking bar, these little Victorian style tables and chairs, plus some big armchairs in decent condition, the comfiest of which Kariya had claimed almost instantly and pretty much been sprawled out in ever since.

Technically, Uzuki had him set to work the register. Except they hadn't actually been able to find a register, and Kariya had interpreted "work" to mean "Google a Solitaire download from the comfort of your armchair."

(He hadn't found one.)

This shop. Terrible idea? Sure. More work than it was worth? Most likely. Completely missing the point of a vacation? Oh hell yes.

But he was getting paid ramen-and-a-half. Couldn't damn well argue with that.

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Kariya sat back unhelpfully in his chair. It was bad enough when his bosses made him come in on his week off, but his partner, too? It was understandable if he was a little grumpy about the whole thing.

Really, Uzuki was lucky he liked her as much as he did. Sure, he wasn't much of a restaurateur, and his marketing and customer service could almost be classified as corporate sabotage, but for anyone else he wouldn't be playing along at all.

He watched the two customers with detached interest. The blue guy looked vaguely familiar, but he just couldn't put his finger on where he'd seen him before.