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"Four take outs for Bob S. Quad? Bob S-Quad?" Angus calls, towards the end of another busy lunchtime; almost a week after Ren's discovery. Then he clicked what he'd just said, instantly regretting it as he looked up and saw not just one familiar face. But four.
"B.O.B Squad. Oh no…"
"SURPRISE!" Brad, Killian Carey and Avi call and peel out from the various punters and diners.
"He said it! Heck yeah, he said Bob Squad! Pay up Killian." Avi grins.
"Four drinks to go. One white hot chocolate. Two lattes and one gingerbread mocha special!" Angus says with a pained grin. He holds out the square cardboard tray with the four takeaway cups fitted in. "Thanks guys, very funny. Enjoy your day."
No one takes it. And none of them take the hint ethier.
"Dang, kiddo can't believe you fell for that!" Killian sighs, Getting out her gold.
"Guys please."
"We did wave when we came in. But it looked like you were busy." Brad smiles kindly.
"Didn't realise you were working here." Avi nodded.
"I can't believe you're old enough to work here!" Carey grinned, reaching over the counter and ruffling Angus's hair; cap and all. "I still keep thinking you're only like eight or ten or whatever."
"I'm sixteen!" Angus complains. And the winces at how winey it sounds. Because of course his voice would crack right now and go all squeaky
"I know! But as if you're working and at a uni." Carey teases. "How long have you been here little dude?"
"Look at you. So grown up!" Killian smiles. "Gods, you make us feel old as fuck!"
"Ang, the next order?" Pam asks from along the counter. Brad at least clicks they might be in the way of things.
"Okay I think we should let Angus carry on with his work, right?" He said. For a bard he is not good at convincing. That wasn't even a seven.
"Yeah thanks guys, enjoy your day." Angus repeated through Gritted teeth.
"Ang!" Pam called.
"Coming!" Angus calls back.
"Oh he can wait two minutes." Killian chips in,unbothered.
"I really can't!" Angus frowned, bothered. "Sorry but-"
"Okay folks. We've had our fun. Now let's leave angus to his work." Brad tries. But the other three are still asking Angus questions and chatting.
Angus pinches the bridge of his nose. "Did Taako tell you about this place?"
"No. Why?" Carey says, finally taking the tray out of Angus's hands.
Angus scoffs. "Right. So you didn't know I was working here and just came to mess with me?"
"We didn't!" Killain frowned. "Why would we do that?"
"Yeah we've been coming for ages, every time any of us get the same days off." Avi smirks. "How do you think we met Pringles?"
"What? You know what, never mind. Just take a seat? Or If you're taking out-?" Angus tried. "Please look, I can't just stand and chat? There is a queue forming."
"What's the hold up?" Quorf the Sorcerer asks, trying to work around the four in the way. "Got that toast for table six yet, ang?"
"yeah in tick." Angus flustered, realising the toast must be going cold or burning by now.
"I'm taking the coffees!" Brad said loudly, leaning over Avi's head and taking the tray from Carey. Angus flashes a grateful smile. "I am taking the cakes and coffees and we are going."
"Yeah in a minute!" Carey said still squabbling then leaned over the counter again. "listen,- Avi- no! Ango tell him. He's still trying to make bobsquad a thing."
"The B.O.B squad is so is a thing." Avi argued.
"Not now-" Angus tries, setting up the next order while trying to redo the cooling charcoaled toast for the other order. But it is ignored.
"It has a nice ring to it, don't you think?"
"Not really?" Brad sighed, trying to shoo them out or get them to follow him. "still doesn't have the same punch as Reaper squad."
"Or team sweet flips." Killian agreed. Carey whooped and High fived her wife. "Face it Avi the B.o.b. Squad won't fly."
"Yeah well right now you're all acting more like the Boob squad." Angus snapped. "Or- or the Bob Boobs!"