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After several tries at making the iced tea and either spilling the tea or breaking glasses again, Kassidy finally managed it. She looked at the mess she made on the floor. Frustrating, to say the least. [i]What the hell was happening to the cafe? Termites, a fried cash register, damned fragile mugs...[/i] "Maybe we should stop putting the mugs in the freezer. Extreme cold probably made them easy to break." She muttered another explanation to herself. She could feel her mood plummeting as she mopped the floor for the nth time. [i]Mom will get frustrated by all this broken stuff.[/i] When she was done, she wiped off the tea from the counter, gently took the mug by it's handle, her wrapped hand under the mug to make sure it doesn't fall to the floor again. She pushed the kitchen door with her shoulder and blinked when she had to strain to get it open. 

Huffing, she made her way back to Sam's table and gently placed the mug in front of him. "Sorry it took a while. I had a bit of a problem in the kitchen." She held up a hand and gave Sam a sheepish grin. "Anyway, enjoy. If you want anything else, call my attention." She said as she moved away and noticed someone knocking on the door. [i]Is the friggin' door broken now too?[/i] The amount of disturbances is both disturbing and depressing her. She sighed and looked at the people in the cafe. [i]At least there's a lot more people than expected tonight.[/i] She consoled herself.

She walked over towards the door and bumped into James. She blinked as she stumbled back, the collision, while it wasn't hard, almost knocked her off her feet. She reached out and grabbed Audrey's arm to steady herself. "Oh, sorry, sorry. I didn't see you there." She turned to Audrey. "Uh, sorry, sorry." She apologized again and gave them a small smile before she excused herself and continued on her way to the door.

She reached out and opened the door with a little difficulty. [i]Ugh. Need to oil the hinges.[/i] She thought. Before she could welcome Rhys in, her eyes fell on the door handle. Or what was left of it. "What happened?" She asked. "Did the handle fall off or something?" She looked a little closer at the rusted remains.