Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26949724-20150819205600/@comment-26807691-20150820223328

Mathilde was in the back of the bakery, trying to make the uniform look good on her. Most things didn't. Giving up, she grabbed a tray and dashed into the dining room. Only one booth was occupied, which the pyromaniac headed over to. "Good morning," she said, sounding as if it was anything but that. "Can I, uh, take your order or something?"