[center][h1][color=salmon]~April~[/color][/h1][/center]

With a guilty grin, April stuck her tongue out childishly. Her grumpy co-worker was always snide like this, but April was convinced that Ursula would come around one day. Being stuck together day after day for hours on end certainly gave April the perfect opportunity to make it work. So really, it was only a matter of time. 

[color=Salmon]"It's okay Ursula, you can dance with me! I don't bite,"[/color] April said waving her hand teasingly before leaning over the counter, propping her head against her hand. [color=salmon]"Unless...that's...what you're into?"[/color] She continued awkwardly, unsure if she might be hitting the nail too close to the head. With the way Ursula carried herself and dressed, it might not be a far leap to assume she could be into some kinky stuff. April felt just as awkward considering it as she did making the joke,as such humor was not generally in her nature. However, she's in college now. To entertain, she must keep up with such trends and give the people what they want! Though, the longer she sat there thinking about it, the more uncomfortable she became, and she quickly regretted her decision. Just then, as though, he were waiting for the perfect moment to be her perfect distraction, Randall walked in. 

[color=salmon]"Oh my gosh, Randy!"[/color] April quickly turned Randall's way, hoping to forget her awkward commentary. [color=salmon]"Welcome to the party! Aaaand, as it turns out, our employee discount doesn't get us [i]free[/i] menu items."[/color] Snickering, the girl glanced at Matina. The poor thing was probably never going to live down that muffin. [color=salmon]"But, I'd be happy to whip up whatever you'd like,"[/color] the ballerina offered, theatrically gesturing towards their plethora of machines that sat along the wall behind her.