[ Author's Note: The first eleven chapters will be up quickly because it doesn't take me long to edit them. Once I start writing new chapters, it will take longer. Please enjoy the updated chapter two. ]
Daphne used her rear view mirror to make sure the ponytail she was forming was perfect. It had to be high and centered with every strand flat against her head. When she was sure it was perfect, she used the red elastic to tie it into place. Daphne tugged the ponytail gently to ensure its hold before exiting her car. She strutted her way towards the kitchen in her black non slip kitchen shoes. She wore black pants as it was dress code to wear black pants and shoes under her apron. Her top however had no restrictions. Unlike the old t-shirt she wore yesterday, Daphne now modeled a red form fitting top. It's V-neck allowed an appropriate amount of cleavage to leak out without saying hooker or desperate. Daphne slipped her apron of the hook and slid it over her outfit, but she was sure that Chef Jeff noticed what she was wearing before the orange smock hid it. Chef seemed busy yelling orders after Daphne clocked in, so she confided in Scuba for her orders. He seemed to be off focus and missed the fact Daphne was talking to him. "Scuba! Are you listening? Did Chef ask me to cut onions again, or did he assign me a different task?" she hammered as she wanted to know quickly before being called out on for talking not working.
"Oh, go get the asparagus from the fridge and blanch it." Scuba directed as he tried to recall what Chef was shouting at him while he was daydreaming about Daphne. Daphne had caught his eye from the moment she pushed the kitchen door open. His focus on her low cut top instead of what Chef was saying. He swore Chef told Daphne to do something with asparagus, or did he say something about pears. It was too late now to double check or correct Daphne. Scuba had to start the sauces for tonight's main dish. Scuba started his work and kept a close eye on Daphne as he brought the liquid in the pan to a simmer. Scuba knew he be fired if he messed up the food or did not stay on top of Daphne. He already slipped up a few weeks ago. One more slip and he would not be employed. He needed this job, and despite falling head over heels for Daphne; he could not lose it over her mistakes.
"I need my sliced pears for the appetizer. Daphne where are the pears you were suppose to slice?" he inquired as he walked towards her work station. There was a pot on the stove with asparagus in it with a bowl of ice water next to it. What in the world did Scuba translate? It may have been Scuba's fault, but Daphne was easier to take his anger out on. She was new, and if he sent her to dish duty then he would not have to be distracted by her beauty. He needed to focus on food not the new girl. "Daphne! Pears not asparagus. Slicing not blanching. Could you not read Scuba's lips?" he screamed at her. Startled, Daphne stepped backwards only to find herself bumping into a tray of shrimp. Tumbling backwards with the peeled shrimp landing on and around her. "That's it. Go home for now, your on dish duty tomorrow and for the rest of the week. I need people who hear my commands in here. You're a health hazard to not hearing another chef is behind you with a tray. Scuba, start peeling a fresh batch of shrimp. NOW!" Jeff ordered as he stared at Daphne sprawled on the floor.
The embarrassment was obvious as Daphne's face turned a deep shade of red. She sat up as quickly as possible. Tearing the apron off her chest, she tossed it onto the hook and rushed out of the restaurant. Why did she have to screw it up? Now chef would never let her cook again. She sped out of the parking lot and went straight home. Daphne was hoping to make it to her room without anyone questioning, but an over concerned Kathryn stopped her in the kitchen. "Scuba gave me wrong orders, and then I fell into a pan of shrimp. Chef has me on dish duty. I screwed this up." she explained in one breath. Her biological mother was eager to help and confront Chef about it. Daphne shook her head at the idea there was no way she was going to let her mother help her this time.
[ Author's Note: I know this is still in the first episode of the new season, but I am taking it slow. Please leave reviews, so it will get better and appeal to your tastes. Like my pun? ]