Cafe Misneachadh

But as the issue of flour was brought up and his eyes landed on the remaining bags, trivial thoughts left his mind to think over their current situation. “I have a few bags at home,” though those were for personal use, they were the very same brand and type. “I’ll bring them in tomorrow and we can manage till Friday, then we’ll ask them to deliver a day early with a bit more before returning to the usual Friday delivery,” only they needed a bit more ingredients.

"I haven't checked the eggs yet, but the yeast is looking low as well. Our oil is okay..."

When had a cafe like this opened up here in Fuyuki? Illyasviel had returned for some time, however, she was pretty certain that it… was never here whenever she passed by.

Was the Carnival doing something weird? 

Deciding that there was nothing in it for her even if she was to have worked out why, she made her way towards it, staring at the cafe sign for a moment. What did that say? 

But the figure with blue hair was unmistakable by the window… only they felt a bit different. It was still early, which was usually an opportune time for Illyasviel to take her walks - but on the other hand she hasn’t had breakfast yet. 

Turning, the blue-haired male could only look confused by the young girl standing in front of him. What. But....what?

"...Yes we are....Ilya-chan," he replied, "I'm surprised you're here. Is Irisviel-san and Emiya-san with you as well?"

Of course, he had assumed the other was Archer's sister. The one from this world. It hadn't occurred to him that there could be another. Which was...well to be fair it was only normal.

Did Archer know they were here? He'd certainly failed to mention anything about it if he had. Huff.

But the day had ended - thankfully, and Archer was cleaning up kitchen, putting what can be saved for today in the fridge and what not can into a basket to take home. It was odd, seeing a black clad male holding a basket that looked like it came out of a fairy tale, but it was spacious enough to carry the boxes that would secure the sweets properly in. 

He hears Cu yell from a distance and closes the fridge with a sigh. If it was for yet another stupid reason…

While the cafe was spacious for the customers, places that only the two could be in were rather limited - but enough, that’s all Archer required. Ducking his way into the pantry, he walked up close enough, glancing to what he kept in here as he passed them by. 

Cu pointed at the bags of flour, and how there would normally be four more than there currently was.

"Did you even notice how much flour you've gone through this week? That's more than double gone than usual," he advised, hands on his hips as he counted mentally the days till their next dlivery.

...Maybe they'd have to get store-flour after all. Oh boy.

"Are we going to be able to make this last? Our delivery isn't until Friday afternoon..."

Probably he’ll decide it when the waiter came to bring the order, he’ll have more than enough time to think.

It’s interesting to go into a new cafe and see couple of new stuff, although Kayneth felt like too bad that most of them are common cakes—even by the names.

He smiled poiltely at the blonde man at the table. "Your desserts should be here shortly sir, did you decide on what you would like from the Halloween specials?"

While talking, and no longer shocked at their order, the waiter could take in the other's appearance. They didn't look like a local, but then again what did he know. He wasn't a local either but people tended to stare at him less now which was nice.

"Oh, I see." He didn’t really care about the chef being grumpy as long the food is nice, besides a smile wouldn’t make the food more delicious. At least when he didn’t have to face the grumpy chef he was talking about, though.

He sat on the table for two people since he’s not waiting for anyone. Just looking at the menu once more, he finally decided what he’s going to order.

"Okay, one of each of the desserts, and an Irish Cream Cheesecake," Cu wrote it all down and stuffed the pen behind his ear. "Ah, please let me know if you want the cupcakes or the mousse, I'll just go give this to the chef to sort out then get it for you."

"Cu Chulainn, huh…" A weird name, sounds Irish—it reminded him with someone but he prefer not to think too much about it.

He took the menu by himself, thinking that this place might had to add the waiter, but Kayneth was here for the cakes anyway. “Now, with who I should order it?”

Watching the other pick up a menu, Cu hung the spray bottle on his apron and stuffed his cleaning cloth into a pocket. From the other pocket magically appeared a notepad with a pen. "Ah, ordering is with me. Trust me, the chef is grumpy haha."

Right when he saw the cafe, the blue-haired waiter just flipped the sign from ‘closed’ to ‘open’, nice. It’s still empty.

When he entered the cafe, he only saw one person there—and he’s cleaning the glass.

"Technically, there are two waiters, but I'm the head waiter," he replied, causally implying he was in charge. It wasn't like Archer could hear him, he couldn't get thumped for it out here with glass separating them.

"My name's Cu Chulainn, but feel free to call me Lancer. Our chef is inside preparing, but we are open so if you want to order stuff that's fine. I was just cleaning the windows."