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Yusuf ([personal profile] diastereomer) wrote2011-09-14 11:05 pm

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[ Everyone knows Yusuf's place. Of course, it isn't actually Yusuf's place, in that the title and deed aren't in his name, nor does the sign above the shop say anything about the confectioneer inside-- but it is essentially Yusuf's place in every other way that matters. When the owner's wife fell sick, Yusuf took over and slowly made the changes that rocketed the ice cream shop to the most hoppin' place on the block.

With it's pink and white interior and gleaming ice cream bar, the shoppe has a constant stream of people coming and going at all times. Yusuf gets all kinds; from kids running in with their nickles to buy glasses of pop that Yusuf sets on the counter like a prize, to teens buying their sweethearts Yusuf's famous knickerbocker glories (a true sign of being completely head over heels), to parents who want to have a taste of Yusuf's latest creation.

He is a bit of a creative genius and if the decor had brought the crowds, Yusuf's ice cream is what keeps them coming back. All of it is made in-house with the freshest ingredients, and oftentimes right in front of you if you come in at the right time! If ice cream doesn't strike your fancy, he also makes a mean malt, a hoppin hot chocolate, and an assortment of cakes and sweets that are sure to knock your socks off!

Just remember he isn't going to let you get away with any funny business in his parlor-- he's talking to you, Greasers and Lady Birds! He knows who you are! This is a place for good clean fun so keep your hands above the table tops and remember-- THE BATHROOMS ARE NOT CO-ED. ]

[identity profile] commoneresque.livejournal.com 2011-09-15 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ Haruhi ducks her head in first before actually entering. Dressed as always in attire too big for her and thus that leaves her with the widely-perceived 'reality' of being a boy (something she doesn't argue because she doesn't you know, care) she steps to the counter, peering at the selection, trying to decide what her young friend Luca would like best. The shop is quite full as usual - near to bustling and she's in no hurry so she doesn't vie for any help just yet.

Whenever she does spot Mister Nebhrajani however, she inclines her head politely, a slight smile there. Most people call him Mister Yusuf because it's easier for them, but she tends toward his actual last name; it seems more polite.
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i hope you don't mind short brackets ;-;

[identity profile] makinghoscroak.livejournal.com 2011-09-15 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
[Shira stalks in like a man on a mission. He's got his tattered robe around him to conceal his arms. Nevermind how seriously out of place he looks in the parlor. His English is rough but fluent.]

Got shakes?
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[personal profile] totallyinaband 2011-09-15 12:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh hey! It's Stephen Stills, bassist of the semi-successful band The Clocks. He looks slightly like death, and plonks himself on a bar, slouching all the way to the counter.]

I need something quite chocolaty.