Sunbucks Cafe

[Garrett Jax]

[Admin]Garrett Jax docked his Venator outside the Liberty Police station the mortals named Fort Bush. Hundreds of officers of various ranks stared in amazement at the legendary space vessel as it slowly approached the mooring fixtures on the base.

Before leaving his ship, Garrett placed an electronic device upon his wrist, The Server Command Arm Band, or SCAB, for short. This clever device would allow him to use his Admin powers despite the fact that he was not aboard his admin ship or the Temple of the Damned. You had to expect the unexpected when dealing with mortals.

Wasting no time, he disembarked from the Venator and made quick time to Sunbucks. Strangely, the place appeared empty, save for a couple employees working the cafe. Everybody else was probably drooling on the portholes still staring at his ship, he figured. Good. It would be nice to sample the coffee without a crowd.

Garrett opened the door to the cafe. The smell of coffee brewing and sugary sweet donuts filled his senses immediately. He felt optimistic that this was going to solve his coffee shortage problem.

He selected one of many empty tables, sat down and waited for a waitress to take his order.

He waited.

And waited.

Where is everybody?

Finally, he noticed two women, the employees of the establishment, huddled in a corner arguing amongst themselves. They both looked quite upset. Every once in a while, they would look over at him and then begin whispering to each other and gesture wildly. Garrett tried to make out what they were saying but they were too far away.

Wait a minute, he thought. He grabbed his SCAB and typed in a simple command: .beam waitresses table.

Instantly, they both appeared at his table, still arguing and unaware they were standing right next to him.

"But those guys scare the crap out of me," the first waitress said. Indeed, she looked terrified. "What if he doesn't like the coffee?"

"Then we all are in trouble," replied the second waitress. "Not just you."

"But, I heard they are not even human, they are like 'gods' or something.

"He sat at your table. He's your customer."

Garrett cleared his throat. "Hello ladies."

The two women nearly jumped out of their skirts, screaming at the top of their voices when they heard Garrett speak.

Garrett smiled. "How about that cup of coffee, okay?"

The first waitress slowly nodded. She wore a nervous, quivering smile and walked back to the counter to get the coffee.

The second waitress simply stood there staring at him with wide eyes.

Garrett felt a little awkward with her just staring. He had a neat idea. He raised his wrist up for her to see.

"Hey, you want to check out my SCAB?" he asked.

The waitress looked sick. "Ewwww, gross," she cried out. With a disgusted look on her face, she raced back to the kitchen.

"It's not that kind of scab," Garrett yelled after her. But, it was too late, she was already gone.

Garrett thought briefly about going after her and then thought better of it. Besides, the first waitress was already arriving with his coffee. Finally, he thought. These particular mortals seemed a bit inept.

Garrett watched the young woman pour the coffee into his cup. Her hands were shaking uncontrollably. He tried to scoot his chair back to avoid the inevitable disaster that was about to occur. He wasn't quick enough. The waitress knocked the cup over spilling the boiling hot coffee onto his lap. In her efforts to stop the cup from tipping she lunged forward with the coffee pot and splashed more boiling hot coffee onto his face.

Garrett screamed in pain as his face sustained second degree burns from the scalding hot coffee. He fell off his chair, writhing in agony, holding his steaming face.

The second waitress popped her head out to see what the commotion was all about. Her eyes grew wide as she observed the Admin in pain.

She screamed to the first waitress. "You fool, Marge! Run for your life!"

Both waitresses ran out of the establishment, screaming at the top of their voices.

The pain on Garrett's face was beginning to subside. He picked himself up, grabbed the fallen chair and sat back down.

He searched around for the coffee pot the first waitress had and sighed.

All the coffee had spilled to the floor.

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