Won't you be my neighbor?

[oujomerchant]

Who: Alouette, Recette, and Keigo (and possibly Yosuke)
When: September 5th, 7:41pm
Where: Tower Apartments, 7th Floor
Summary: Two girls are selling girl scout cookies! Well.. No. No, not really. Just being good neighbors. Technically. 
Warnings: None.

[Alouette had returned home from the magic shop and was really surprised to have run into Recette when she passed by the diamond on the way back to the Apartments. Naturally she was excited to see a familiar face, and naturally she was completely tsun about it. The problems started to arise, however, when Recette starting asking questions that the blonde simply couldn't answer.

'I'll explain later' would have to do as an answer. Eventually evening fell, though, and rather than be stuck with the questions, decided to push them upon someone else. Surely someone in the apartment would have an idea what's going on! And that's when the neighbors next door came into play. Also, she didn't really enjoy having noodles for dinner, that was pretty humiliating. Maybe they'd have something better too.]

Let us pay a visit to our neighbors, shall we?

[Alouette suggested, bringing us to now in which she left Recette to do the knocking upon door 706. She also stood behind the brunette, just in case said neighbors were plebs. Recette is far more fluent in plebeian than herself!]

(OOC: Action or prose is ok, so have at ye!)]

Comments

[oujomerchant]

Alouette would comment, but frankly she wasn't entirely certain what senpai was herself- There were very few japanese words she learned by browsing through a pamphlet: 'oujo' 'fugou' and 'arigatou'.

"From what I understand, Recette, we qualify to get a five-hundred dollar loan from.. One of those companies." the blonde notes as she looks to the couch and, sure enough, there are crumbs. She sighs and decides to stand.

"Is it simple to get work here?" She asks Yosuke, "Though I do not want to be a greeter. I mean no offense, but that is simply not my style. What does the shady-looking one do for a living, if I may ask?"

[inthejunk]

"Keigo? He waits tables or something. That's a gross, sweaty job too, though. What kind of skills do you have? We can probably come up with something better."

Nope, he doesn't even know what Keigo does exactly. Just that he works at a restaurant. He also doesn't seem to notice the crumbs, and has no problem with taking a seat on the sofa. As for the slightly crazier of the two girls, he gives her a look that is partially disbelief and either amusement or frustration. Even he isn't sure at the moment.

"Senpai isn't food. It just means that I'm older. It's how you show that you respect me." Hint, hint, kid.

[asano_san]

He was halfway through asking, "Who's the shady-look-?!" when Yosuke answered for him. He was not shady-looking! Keigo didn't correct Yosuke, though, because waiting tables was actually a step up from the stuff he did. He was more of a glorified busboy. At least one of them was calling him nice.

"You don't want money from the companies!" Even if she was completely and totally unfairly judging him, he couldn't let her fall in with AGI or SERO. They were just vague...evil...things in his mind, but he would have rather gone for a walk in the middle of the night than take money from one of them because he could only imagine the repayment being something horrible.

"Like you deserve respect." Keigo muttered, not entirely quietly enough to be considered "to himself". He sat on the arm of the couch so Yosuke couldn't complain about him sitting too close to him.