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Post by Administrator on Aug 30, 2008 21:54:31 GMT -5
Everything from Malted Milk Balls to Malts and Milkshakes. All sorts of sweets and chocolates, ice cream, soda, and everything for a sweet tooth.
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Post by Gwennie on Sept 13, 2008 22:21:09 GMT -5
Gwennie kicked her legs back and forth as she sat on the stool at the counter of the soda parlor waiting for the man who worked there to finish making her chocolate malt. It wasn't terribly often that she treated herself to something from the soda shop as most of it was just desert and she had to make sure she was able to eat dinner before she could worry about desert but she had been selling around it almost all day and eventually temptation had won her over. She couldn't really afford it and she would probably regret getting it when she went to bed without dinner tonight but right now she was just excited about the prospect of eating something so delicious and sweet. The man finally finished with it and handed it to her just as she heard the door open and turned her to see a little boy who looked to be roughly her age walk in.
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Post by pupdawkinsseitz on Sept 14, 2008 10:59:52 GMT -5
Pup walked in. He was bored and lonely, he didn't tell Les or David that he was going to Brooklyn all by himself. They'd probably fuss about it. He didn't have that much money on him but he saw a girl who looked somewhat his age. Pup walked up and climbed up with a struggle onto the spinning chair. He looked at her shyly and then down at his hands that were sitting on the counter.
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Post by Gwennie on Sept 14, 2008 12:37:48 GMT -5
Gwennie giggled as she watched the boy struggle to get up on the stool. When he finally succeeded she continued to watch him, waiting for him to introduce himself. However, he seemed shy and simply stared at his hands nervously. so, she concluded that she would have to introduce herself first. "Hi, I'm Gwennie" she stated amiably, holding out her hand for him to shake.
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Post by pupdawkinsseitz on Sept 14, 2008 13:41:49 GMT -5
"Pup. Pup Dawkins." He said shaking her hands. He stared at her with his big blue eyes.
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Post by Gwennie on Sept 14, 2008 14:03:51 GMT -5
" nice to meet ya" chirped Gwennie happily "An' my last name is Iver" she added as an afterthought, figuring that she should tell him her last name since he told her his. "So, whatcha orderin' ?" she asked, trying again to spark conversation with the boy, who didn't seem to be very outgoing.
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Post by pupdawkinsseitz on Sept 14, 2008 14:07:18 GMT -5
"Maybe some candy....or a shake. I'm tryin' ta decide. It depends on how much money I have. I gotta count it." He said softly, sticking his hand in his pocket.
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Post by Gwennie on Sept 14, 2008 14:25:55 GMT -5
"Oh, okay" replied Gwennie, taking a sip of her malt, which had melted a little bit while she had been busy talking. She kicked her feet back and forth a bit, glancing over at Pup. "Well, da shakes is real good" she commented, spinning around on the stool and giggling as she listened for his reply.
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Post by pupdawkinsseitz on Sept 14, 2008 14:28:53 GMT -5
Pup watched her spin and wanted to try. He pushed it and it went spinning really fast, he fell off, landing on the hard marble floor. He picked himself wincing a bit. He climbed back up and chuckled. "Whoops, Now I'm becomin' just as clumsy as Les." He said giggling.
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Post by Gwennie on Sept 14, 2008 14:34:11 GMT -5
Gwennie burst into laughter as Pup attempted to copy her and flew off onto the floor "ya gotta hold on when ya' doin' it" she advised through her laughter "are ya okay?" she asked as an afterthought, her laughter dying down into periodic giggles as he climbed back up on the stool.
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Post by pupdawkinsseitz on Sept 14, 2008 14:41:34 GMT -5
"Yeah, I'm fine. Probably just some brusies and scrapes." He said. He thought of the beatings his mother used to give him.
"I'se had worse." He said softly and a little sadly staring at his hands again.
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Post by Gwennie on Sept 14, 2008 15:00:17 GMT -5
Gwennie looked over at him with a knowing look on her face. Her parents had been great but she knew plenty of people who had gotten it pretty bad from their parents and still others who still did. " dat's tough breaks" she relplied, patting Pup on the back consolingly "I don' know 'xactly what dat's like but my folks is dead so I kinda knows what it's like when t'ings is rough at home. But least it's ovah now, huh?" she finished on a cheerful note, turning her attention back to her malt, which was about a quarter of the way melted by this time.
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Post by pupdawkinsseitz on Sept 16, 2008 21:24:29 GMT -5
Pup nodded slowly. "So...ya from Brooklyn? I'm staying in Manhattan...wit Les Jacobs. Ya know him? He's real nice. He's like me older brother." Pup said getting a milkshake, he took a big sip and smiled at how good it tasted.
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Post by Gwennie on Sept 19, 2008 19:42:19 GMT -5
Gwennie nodded vigorously, "Yeah, I'm from Brooklyn" she stated proudly, smiling form ear to ear "I don' know Les Jacobs though. He from Brooklyn?" she sipped at her malt a bit more hoisting herself up into a kneeling position on the stool and twirling around again.
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Post by pupdawkinsseitz on Sept 19, 2008 20:06:28 GMT -5
Pup shook his head vigourously also.
"Nope. Hattan'. His brother is David Jacobs. Ya know, da walkin' mouth who led the strike." Pup said and grinned his toothy grin.
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