Coffee Prince: The Waffle Maker

Friend or Foe?

An hour later, Sunki got an order for a waffle with strawberries and whipped cream. Once he set them on the counter, he saw her. Zoie was sitting a few feet away.

"President! I'm going on my break!" he yelled as he picked up the plate. He took it over to his friend.

"Your waffles, ma'am," he greeted.

"Thank you, handsome," accepted Zoie. Sunki sat down with her.

"I had to see if my waffles were really better than yours," she explained.

"Your waffles are a trillion times better than any food on this planet," claimed Sunki.

"We'll see about that," stated Zoie. She slowly took a bite.

"Your waffles are the best," she commended. Sunki kissed her nose. Zoie blushed.

"I read that letter a lot this morning. I liked it," she admitted.

"I'm glad. Do you want to take a walk when I'm off work?" Sunki responded. Zoie nodded as she continued eating her food. Sunki waved Hankyul over to the table.

"Mr. President, this is Zoie. Zoie this is my boss, Hankyul," he introduced.

"It's a pleasure to meet you!" Zoie chirped as she shook his hand and smiled brightly. Sunki excused himself. Hankyul studied Zoie.

She had long, thick, brown hair, coffee brown eyes, a button nose, and beautiful lips. Her jaw was slender as was her body.

"The pleasure is all mine," replied Hankyul. Zoie giggled.

"You guys have a lovely restaurant! That flower on the wall is spectacular! It's inspiring," she complimented.

"I'll let the artist know," said Hankyul.

"Thank you," declared Zoie. She ate quietly while Hankyul observed her. He didn't quite see anything remarkable about her. That is, until Eun Chan slipped a few feet away.

A bus tub of dishes spilled on the floor. It didn't make much of a sound, so surrounding customers paid no mind to the scene.

Zoie rushed out of her seat, picked up all the dishes, and helped Eun Chan to stand. Eun Chan barely had time to react. The two of them nodded before going their separate ways.

"That was impressive," informed Hankyul.

"No, it was only common courtesy," dismissed Zoie. Hankyul smiled at her. Sunki returned to the table.

"Way to go, baby girl," he notified as he kissed her forehead.

"Oppa!" Zoie cried indignantly.

"What?" Sunki interrogated smugly.

"You're supposed to be working! Don't let me distract you!" Zoie lectured.

"Fine," sighed Sunki as he went back to his job.

"Do you want to work here?" Hankyul offered.

"No, you only hire men. Sunki would dilly-dally. Plus, I already have a job. My mother wouldn't be happy if I worked for our competition," denied Zoie.

"Butterfly House Coffee?" Hankyul examined.

"Yeah, but don't worry. I'm only a waffle maker and part time waitress. I don't care if your sales are better. I like to be civil. I have two things that I care a lot about. One of them works here, so I have no problem admitting that you have wonderful food," reassured Zoie. She finished her meal moments later.

"Excuse me. I'm going to pick up some paint. It was lovely to meet you," pardoned Zoie.

She wiped her table off, put her silverware on the side of her plate, and blew Sunki a kiss as she left the building. Hankyul went to his employee.

"She's amazing! I didn't get it at first, but woah. Sunki, keep her," he advised.

"Of course, Mr. President," agreed Sunki. He worked his shift, then went outside to see his friend.

"Zoie!" he chirped. The brunette wrapped her arms around him. He spun her in a circle.

"You managed to get my boss to like you. Do you know how stunning that is? Hankyul is critical of everyone. He likes you though. You are indescribable," he commented. Zoie took his hand as they walked down the street.

"Sunki, thank you," she murmured.

Sunki kissed her cheek. Zoie started dancing with him. He smiled and spun her. She came back to hug him.

"Is it me or is every moment with you magical?" she investigated.

"It does seem magical," agreed Sunki. They walked silently as they stared at the sky.

After about ten minutes, Sunki sat them down in the grass in the middle of a park. Zoie was on his lap, leaning against his chest.

"It's beautiful!" she exclaimed. She framed it with her hands to get a picture in her mind.

"What are you doing?" Sunki asked.

"I'm going to paint it later," Zoie explained.

They sat there until Zoie yawned. Sunki picked her up to carry her home. He set her down in front of her mother's coffee shop.

"Arigatou," she mumbled.

"Oyasumi, baby girl," murmured Sunki.

"Oyasumi," replied Zoie. Sunki kissed her lightly.
"Get home safely," bid Zoie.