[ with things being plenty loaded on his end, too. he never exactly expects anyone to be at their best, not in this town, but it's good to make sure people are at least alive.
if he can do anything at all, it's at least making sure people stay that way if he can help it. ]
just wanted to say
i run the actual diner here no alcohol but i keep the pot full and the food's fresh it's always open if you ever want to come by
I take coffee very seriously, so I'll probably be coming every morning now.
( It's not that she doesn't like making her own coffee, it's just - other people's coffee is always better and she's been used to living in a dorm more. Though you can't beat the Salvatore's coffee. It's imported. High quality. Something tells Elena that Frank's is still decent. He wouldn't peddle his coffee if it wasn't worth it.
She almost asks if there's a fake diner. Because Frank says the actual one. As if there's a second diner posing as his real diner. This is a dream after all. )
You may have just made the biggest mistake, Frank. I bring with me an infectious, some might have described as boundless energy.
[ if anyone knows frank castle, it's that he's a man who doesn't half-ass his efforts with two things: killing and coffee. some might even say the whole reason he took the job in the first place was to fix up the shitty servings that had there before he took over. ]
well shit
is it too late to abort
[ though he's learning to deal with "boundless energy" as much as he can considering all that end up being his common company. ]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
it kind of runs both ways
[ with things being plenty loaded on his end, too. he never exactly expects anyone to be at their best, not in this town, but it's good to make sure people are at least alive.
if he can do anything at all, it's at least making sure people stay that way if he can help it. ]
just wanted to say
i run the actual diner here
no alcohol but i keep the pot full and the food's fresh
it's always open if you ever want to come by
or if you're ever looking for someplace safe
[ if she's ever in trouble. ]
no subject
I take coffee very seriously, so I'll probably be coming every morning now.
( It's not that she doesn't like making her own coffee, it's just - other people's coffee is always better and she's been used to living in a dorm more. Though you can't beat the Salvatore's coffee. It's imported. High quality. Something tells Elena that Frank's is still decent. He wouldn't peddle his coffee if it wasn't worth it.
She almost asks if there's a fake diner. Because Frank says the actual one. As if there's a second diner posing as his real diner. This is a dream after all. )
You may have just made the biggest mistake, Frank. I bring with me an infectious, some might have described as boundless energy.
I may have been my mentor's favorite.
Does ever fall under, now?
no subject
[ if anyone knows frank castle, it's that he's a man who doesn't half-ass his efforts with two things: killing and coffee. some might even say the whole reason he took the job in the first place was to fix up the shitty servings that had there before he took over. ]
well shit
is it too late to abort
[ though he's learning to deal with "boundless energy" as much as he can considering all that end up being his common company. ]
no subject
no subject
guess i better brace myself
no subject
no subject
pretty sure we're the ones supposed to be servicing you
no subject
Excuse me, Frank Castle, but I am a lady. And I thought you were engaged?
no subject
promise that ain't a metaphor
only literal diner service from this guy