[For Bay and Gwen] Fire!

[happy_dsign]

Bay was late. It wasn't a big deal yet, she was still cooking, but she could use help with garnishing and boxing the food that was ready, and if she didn't have everything boxed and loaded in about the next 30 minutes, she was going to be late with this catering order. They were still not as frequent as she'd like, beyond her morning orders for baked goods around the city, and every good performance equaled good word-of-mouth. That was important, it was critical at this point.

She got some oil heating in a skillet to start working on the fried foods, since they needed to be relatively fresh, and then she pulled out her phone and sent a video chat request to Bay.

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[happy_dsign]

"I was cooking, and then Bay called, and we were arguing. I had a catering job--" Her eyes widened. "Oh, god. My client. I have to let them know I won't be able to make it." Great, this was going to impress them. Their caterer started her kitchen on fire. She groaned, pulling her phone out as they made their way downstairs to send a text to her clients explaining what had happened.

[makeithome]

Gwen can hear the footsteps coming up the stairs before she sees them, a number of firefighters making their way toward them. When they stop the girls to ask, Gwen tells them the floor they're looking for and what happened, as much of it as she knows, and they continue on their way. The fire may be out, but they still need to check the apartment. Gwen's pretty sure everyone will feel more at ease after they do anyway.

With that out of the way, she looks over to Daphne. "Was it for today? Is there anything I can do to help?"

[happy_dsign]

Daphne shook her head, looking down to find the contact. "I'm supposed to be leaving right now. Everything was in the kitchen, waiting for Bay to get home and give me a ride. There's no time to remake it." Great, just as things were starting to take off. Something like this could very well kill her business. Not to mention her kitchen. And she wasn't sure if the landlord would even let them keep living here, after this. Did people get evicted in Darrow?

[makeithome]

Gwen reaches out to rub Daphne's arm, brief and gentle. "I'm sorry," she says. "I hope they understand." It's a simple enough mistake anyone could make, distracted for a few moments. It's going to be an awful inconvenience for the client, but it's not like Daphne did it on purpose or didn't get the job done. It just... didn't get to them. With any luck, they won't be too harsh about it. At least everyone's still uninjured.

[happy_dsign]

"I hope so, too. I'll text them now and go over tomorrow in person to explain what happened." Of course, a caterer that couldn't even prepare an order without setting her kitchen on fire wasn't going to get the greatest reputation around town.

She really hoped this wouldn't ruin her business just as it was starting to get going well.

[makeithome]

A lot of people would be freaking out under these circumstances, and Gwen would understand. She's just glad Daphne isn't one of them. Daphne and Bay seem nice, but she hasn't gotten to know them very well yet, but in spite of the awful circumstances, the impression she gets is a good one. "Good luck," she says. "If there's anything I can do to help, let me know?"

[happy_dsign]

Daphne nodded. "Thanks. Not that you haven't helped already. I don't know what would have happened if you hadn't been there, so...thanks for that, too."

[makeithome]

It's a frightening thought, truthfully, though Gwen doesn't think she necessarily deserves all that much in the way of credit for stepping in. There isn't anything else that can be done in a situation like that. "Good timing," she says. "Thank god."