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While the others nattered, Fara raised an eyebrow as Amelia pulled out a pen and paper as wrote a quick note. For a brief moment, she considered asking [I]why[/I], but easily quashed that idea as she was sure Amelia was as sick of answering the question as Fara was answering ‘So where are [I]you[/I] from?’, as if someone of her complexion couldn’t possibly have been born in America.

[colour=1F7334][b]”Don’t worry about it,”[/b][/colour] She said instead. [colour=1F7334][b]”It’s ‘Starbucks culture’ thing.”[/b][/colour] She added, throwing in a mock shudder for effect. Out of the corner on her eye she spotted April moving their way, with her typical dancer’s grace. Though she was quick to push it back down, her over active imagination did its best to add its own take on that. [colour=1F7334][b][I]Fucking Hell Fara, spend sometime ‘finger painting’ before work…[/i][/b][/colour] It was on occasions like this, she was glad her complexion made it easy to hide a blush. Things didn’t get a whole lot easier when April sidled up right beside her.

[colour=1F7334][b]”Don’t tell her that,”[/b][/colour] She said, reining in her thoughts. [colour=1F7334][b]”And Randy doesn’t really count; he’s here so much, they should just make him a part of the staff.”[/b][/colour] She added, throwing a smirk his way. As for April’s last comment, all she could do was chuckle; those two probably spoke more than the rest of the [I]shift[/I]. [I]Trying[/I] to at least seem professional for the first part of her shift, Fara looked over at Matina and gave an amused sigh. [colour=1F7334][b]”Since Matina’s gone and gotten herself distracted as usual,”[/b][/colour] She said to April. [colour=1F7334][b]”Do you want to show Amelia the baking, or me?”[/b][/colour] She almost said, and with no innuendo intended, ‘or make it a threesome’, but fortunately her brains stopped [I]that[/I] before it crossed her lips.

She was pretty sure she’d have spontaneously combusted due to sheer embarrassment if [I]that[/I] had happened.