First action | Open to Everyone | Cafeteria

[bat-cookies.livejournal.com]

It was his way of alerting the others of his presence quietly. His hot butter raisin scones were popular back in Wayne Manor and they did have a distinctive taste and smell. Alfred left the door between the cafeteria and the kitchen open although not conspiculously so. Just a tiny bit to encourage company.


He knew he'd be expecting them shortly. If you were to walk in you would see a middle age man taking some buns out of the oven. Strangely he wears white gloves, even under his oven mitts, and he's much more formal looking than an ordinary cook would be.


Without even turning around he tells you, "Please, do come in."

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[fierybluebird]

"Oh ah, sorry," Marco dropped a quick bow briefly. "I was just looking for --" he paused at the the less than horrifying smells that semi-infrequently ran rampant in the kitchens. "Wow, are you new here?"

[bat-cookies.livejournal.com]

"Yes, sir. Alfred Pennyworth, at your service."

[fierybluebird]

"Nice to meet you, Sir," Marco replied easily. "Well, if may, I'm quite glad for the change of pace. Welcome addition, eh?"

[bat-cookies.livejournal.com]

"I was given to believe that a cook was necessary here and I do have some experience with my former employer at that. However it is not too welcome. This time compression situation is most distressing." He replies.

[fierybluebird]

"Extremely," Marco nodded. "Wish I could tell you it'll get solved soon, but it hasn't yet."

[bat-cookies.livejournal.com]

"Most disquieting, sir."

[fierybluebird]

"Err... just call me Marco," the tall blond waved a hand. "Sir's too stuffy for anyone who isn't in my division... and none of them call me that anyway."

[bat-cookies.livejournal.com]

"You were in the armed forces?" He asks interested. He was too many many years ago.

[fierybluebird]

The blond just grinned quietly in a vaguely evasive or slightly demure way. Completely deadpan, "Something like that."