the clock was ticking as you tugged at the long skirt of your maid dress. staring at your reflection, you checked for any imperfections within your appearance. your long, maid dress to your headband, to your hair, nothing was out of place. grabbing the broom with your gloved hands, you walked out of the dressing room, where you spotted Luka in his butler suit, taking note of his checklist of you two’s soon-to-be café. his black loafers tapped on the sleek floor of the café as the scratch of the pencil reached your ears. as you did one last sweep of the area, his golden gaze went to you before going back to the checklist. his loosely pushed back fringe made his silent gaze more noticeable as you put the brook to the side. walking towards him, he pushed himself up from the counter and tapped his pencil to the last thing to do on the list: appearing charming towards the customers.

“if we are going to get popular, we will need to charm the customers. we will need to draw them to this place with our beauty and personality.”

he explained as he put the clipboard and pencil down on the surface of the counter. he stepped back, and put on his charming and princely persona, subtly smiling and waving, then winking.

“we’ll have to be able to fascinate the customers into coming in.”

he then reached for your gloved hands and put them together. he gently fixed your headband and hair, and said,

“try to look pretty for the customers, and subtly flirt with them so they’ll come again.”

he then fixed his own hair and tie, before gently smiling at you. he put the clipboard and pencil in a cupboard, and putting the broom in the locked closet. his eyes scanned the area of the café, silently seeming for flaws, before nodding.

“are you ready?