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Post by Coal Dust on May 23, 2015 18:06:57 GMT -5
In one of the recently rebuilt coffee shops in Canterlot, "Neighroby Black" (Named after it's most popular coffee), Coal Dust stood behind the counter, catering to the few regular customers with a smile, swiftly bringing coffee and pastries to each table as ordered. His usually messy, black mane was combed back and tied into a somewhat short ponytail, an apron tied over his usual jacket (with dozens of pockets) and his glasses were pushed up on his nose, giving him a somewhat younger appearance. Though he was smiling and friendly on the outside, he was deep in thought. A contact of his told him to expect a new client today, looking for some high grade info. So far, nopony has come in yet with the usual paper slip, and he was starting to get slightly anxious.
Who could the buyer be? A guardspony? A griffon? Ugh, I hate not knowing...
During the few seconds he was lost in thought, a new customer was placing an order. An older stallion and mare. "Excuse me, sir? I'd like a Neighroby black for myself, and a caramel apple smoothie for my wife."
In a flash, Coal Dusts' smile was back, his brooding cut short. "Coming right up, sir. Go ahead and take a seat, your coffee will be ready shortly."
With that, he began his work anew, still awaiting the arrival of his newest client, who ever that may be.
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