I'm looking to create the ultimate shaved ice experience for Malleus! I figured you'd have a tip or two, your snowy origins considered. Wait. What's that little pot you're carrying so carefully?
I've got this stump that just won't grow, so I figure some sunlight and warm air oughta do the trick. I can give you a lecture on ice some other time, but not today, okay? See ya!
Lessee. Where's a good spot for a cactus? Ah, here we go. This black cloth here should be a fine place to set it. It looks warm, and it's right in the sun. Now to put this down, and— Whoa! Ew, this cloth is soaking wet! And there's some damp, rotten-looking log beneath it... Who left this trash out? *grumble* Fine. I'll just clean it up myself.
Oh great, the full Octavinelle rogues' gallery... And what do you mean, "actionable offense"? I was just cleanin' up a rotten log someone abandoned in the greenhouse. Do you have a problem with me picking up litter?
I had a perfect setup to avoid the mushroom's natural enemies: sunlight and dryness. All I had to do was sit back and wait for my crop to grow... And now, not only have you exposed the log to direct sunlight, but you've broken it beyond any hope of salvaging.
I don't like putting myself in anyone's debt. I'll make this right. Startin' tomorrow, I'll work a week in this Mostro Lounge place! But what would I be doin' there? I've never cooked a day in my life.
To think my Mostro Lounge will benefit from a whole week's worth of free labor from Jack... I have to hand it to you, Jade. Sometimes your hobbies pay off in spades.
The Mostro Lounge is a restaurant. We wanted you to wear an apron to give you a neat and tidy look. I apologize. I should have outlined it to you in clearer terms that you would understand. That was on me for misjudging you.
Will that be all? All right, let me repeat that back for you. One Beach Cake combo with the seasonal black tea, one starfish parfait with extra whipped cream, a la carte... One hot cafe au lait with vanilla syrup and one plain iced cafe au lait. Did I miss anything?
What can I say? I'm a strong guy. Come find me if you need help lifting anything. ...Hey, wait. I think that order was for a regular iced tea, not a lemon iced tea, right?
Octavinelle Student B
Oh, the order I just took? I can't believe you heard that from halfway across the restaurant.
Are you sure? It smells the same as all the other black teas to me.
Octavinelle Student C
Come on, that's not... Wait, you're right! The label on the tin doesn't match the label on the lid! Who mixed these up? The housewarden's gonna hang us out to dry! Hold on while I brew the right tea!
I was worried about you at first, but you're proving to be quite the asset. I've struck gold here. You've got an excellent work ethic, the brains to memorize things immediately, and the brawn to do whatever is required of you.
You know, he COULD make for a fine guard dog. What do you say, Jack? You could stick around the Lounge after your week is up as a waiter/delivery boy/floor manager/guard dog and—
Count me out! I swear, you guys just love squeezin' blood from a turnip... I'm gonna wrap this shift up and go back to my dorm. I'm a man of my word, but don't expect me to— oh, I'll take table 3's order, hold on!
