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"Good morning" she greeted Victor who was standing at the back of the counter.
"Hey!" he smiled up at her "Rufina?"
" Victor?"
"It's a constant" he laughed remembering his Physics days.
"You're a Science student?"
"Used to be, having to cram too many constants chased me to Art" they both laughed.
Henry came in at that moment catching a little of the laughing scene, he shot daggers at Victor.
"You know him?" He asked her.
"We're friends" Victor answered then smiled at her "Aren't we?"
"Of course, good morning sir"
"Good morning, I'm going down the road to get something" he grumbled "he'll show you what to do"
Rufi watch in amusement as Henry walked away, as soon as he shot the door she faced Victor "What was that about?"
"Forget it" he waved dismissing.
"No way! What really happened" she pressed.
"He just wants to make you feel he's the boss around here before he drops the bomb"
"hun?"
"yeah! and just so he doesn't come back to shout at me---" he pulled her with him "I'd better show you what to do"
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Victor did show her what to do and she's been at it for three hours straight; from washing to cooking, to taking orders. Henry sure does not need a hand, she thought sarcastically, he needs a whole body.
She was back at the pot when Henry came into the kitchen "You've done enough kitchen duties for the day, take orders the rest of your shift, those on afternoon duty will join you soon" he combed her with his gaze.
"OK! I'll just heat up this stew"
She went in search of victor as soon as she finished, Victor who had seen her going around with gusto, smiled as she approached him.
"Hey! You, how has it been?"
"Time and energy consuming" she replied cheerily.
"A drink should suffice" he handed her one.
"Thanks" she said after a long swig. "My bill?"
"My treat"
"No way!" She refused.
"Yes way!" He mimicked.
She gave him a look."Come on!"
He stared back at her.
Something in his eyes told her she just had to accept it. "Fine" she grumbled "Next time I'll pay"
"We'll see about that" he teased.
"Of course" was he flirting with her?
"How is your sister?"
"She's good, she told me to say hello"
"Hmm, my regards to her"
"How old are you?" He asked out of the blues.
"15, why?" She nibbled her straw.
"15, Henry thinks you are 17"
"Oh my! do i look that old?"
"No" he was convincing "You look more 13 than 15"
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