video; mcdenny's revived

[enginium]

[A teenager of the modern era though he may be, Iida Tenya has never been especially adept at the finer art of technology. He had engines in his legs, knew quite a lot about engines as a whole, but mostly those of locomotives or automobiles. Technology was an entirely separate beast, and one he knew only well enough to fumble through use of a smartphone with, as one may call it, two left thumbs.]

[As such, he's entirely too close to the camera on his phone when the feed starts, and he startles away upon the realization. As he does so, his surroundings become clear-- a vaporwave nightmare of a restaurant stands behind him, making the light blue of his polo look fluorescent.]

Greetings, people of Lunatia! I, erm. Seem to have come into accidental ownership of this funky little joint my boss called McDenny's, I'm certain you all remember Mister Alfred Jones. I couldn't bring myself to change anything about the place, even if I haven't the slightest of an idea of the style, but McDenny's is now reopened! And if anyone has more experience in running a business, by all means feel free to drop by and lend me your wisdom, I'm afraid I'm very nearly winging it.

[ooc; so my roommate is the former-America, and i've been meaning to make this post for like three months? better late than never, i guess?? anybody that worked for america at mcdenny's is free to assume they've retained their existing positions or abandoned them, iida's just too much of a square to have not kept working even when his boss mcfucking vanished.]

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[enginium]

[He gestures to an open table near the entrance.]

Table all right? This way I can greet others as they come in, if necessary.

[Assuming that's fine by him, Iida takes a seat and passes Draper a menu, jotting down the highlights of what he says-- incorporating other cultures, French people putting eggs on burgers. He's already prepared to do more research for this sort of thing, he was thinking about expanding the menu a bit, anyway.]

Admittedly I'm only aware of highlights and anecdotes Mr. Jones told me, being Japanese myself. I'll see to it that you have a burger with an egg-- would you like anything else? It's on the house.

[anotheroldfashioned]

[It's an interesting thought. Would he like anything else.]

Fries. Back home we have something Krogers is working on called hashbrowns. Potatoes and fries served for breakfast. That's what people want.

[He settles back] But this is friendly, nostalgic, cozy. I do like it. How do you feel about it?

[enginium]

[He writes down Krogers with a few question marks beside it, and then hashbrowns with a scribbly little drawing of an egg beside it.]

Fries it is, then! Mr. Jones was big on those. It took me some time to adjust to the... overall style of the place-- a classmate of mine likes this sort of thing, but I had never experienced it. But, now... I suppose I agree, it does feel quite friendly.

[He scribbles something on a smaller slip of paper-- the order to put in for Draper, and stands.]

I'll return in a moment, let me put in for your burger. Anything to drink?

[anotheroldfashioned]

Water.

[He doesn't say please or thank you. Instead he's pulling over a napkin and make some notes.]

What kind of soda do you sell?