Ōishi spends a minute trying to coordinate how they're going to sit. "There's only seven seats here, so I guess Tezuka, you and Fuji can sit here... or back there's fine, too, I guees."
Fuji and Tezuka (the stern-looking boy with the glasses) have ignored Ōishi's direction and gone to sit at one of the tables with Kawamura. Which leaves Inui and the scary-looking kid to sit on the other side of Eiji and Ōishi at the counter.
"Just sit down! Geez," Eiji says, pulling his doubles partner down onto the stool beside him. "You're such a mom!"
The shopkeeper busies himself for the next few minutes taking all of their orders. Those'll be coming up shortly.
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Date: 2010-08-28 12:03 pm (UTC)Fuji and Tezuka (the stern-looking boy with the glasses) have ignored Ōishi's direction and gone to sit at one of the tables with Kawamura. Which leaves Inui and the scary-looking kid to sit on the other side of Eiji and Ōishi at the counter.
"Just sit down! Geez," Eiji says, pulling his doubles partner down onto the stool beside him. "You're such a mom!"
The shopkeeper busies himself for the next few minutes taking all of their orders. Those'll be coming up shortly.