London City Docks

[Captain]

MOD - TRUCK DRIVER SMITH

Ugh! What the hell was he doing to do? There's no way he can leave these lobsters unattended to fix his dear baby, and there is no why he can leave his dear baby unattended to deliver these lobsters!

Well, good thing he sort of got someone to quickly post this up on the board in Guildhall - the thought to ask said person to deliver the lobsters to him never crossed his mind.

But yes, he's been waiting, and so far, with plenty of dry ice, the lobsters are still alive, moving, and not dying. The keyword is not dying.

Too bad he'll never be able to even walk into such a place via front door. But first, the lobster. Word on the truck driver radio that someone had answered his 'plea' of help and thus was unloading the truck to get ready. Hopefully this help would arrive soon because he felt like an idiot for unloading already.

Until a voice called out and he looked up.

... Naw, no way she's the one who's going to carry all these lobster to that restaurant. Right? Right?

Wrong, she explained her reasoning and she was the one to carry these boxes of lobster. Well, as much as he loved helping lasses, he has to fix his baby. Lucky for her that she got a push cart for the heavy load.

"Well, the name's Smith and you just so happen to find him." He said with a smile, "And yeah, here's the load for Savoureux Vivanda - 'bout forty lobsters tops, each averaging three kilograms. They're sittin' in dry ice, still alive and movin'." His hand patted the top box. "Think you can deliver this on foot to keep them alive in time? Them chefs like their food fresh."

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Okay, wow, this place was a bit harder to get to than originally planned. Vesna thought she knew which way she was going, just head towards the water, but no she still got lost. It was bound to happen though, she had never been out near the docks in all her years of living here. Maybe the first week she went down to the water but after that, it was mostly work, bar and home. Finally a good Samaritan pointed her in the right direction, and she was on her way to the docks to get herself some lobster dinner.

As she was heading towards where the truck was supposed to be she spotted a little beat up wagon in a junk pile. That might come in handy, she thought, asking the owner of it if she could borrow it. The man waved her off, told her she could have it since it was junk so she proceeded to dig it out of the pile and cart it with her. Step one of her mission, complete. Now she could deliver this super fast and get to eat so much sooner. The little lobsters probably weren't happy either, and even though they were going to be eaten, she shouldn't make them suffer by delaying.

After getting more directions from some dock workers she found the truck and the man who was supposed to be her employer. Excellent, she was so much closer to completing her mission. “Hello sir! I'm the one who took the job. Sorry about my lateness, I got a bit lost! I'm here and ready to go!” Hopefully he wasn't too mad at her, she really did try her best to get here as soon as possible.

Savoureux Vivanda? Where the heck is that? Vesna had never heard of the place before, probably because she could never afford to eat there if they sold lobster. “Nice to meet you. I'll do my best to deliver them quickly! If you could help me load them up I'll be gone faster. Oh, could you also point me in the right direction? Forgive me, but I've never been to this restaurant before.” At least she was truthful, right? No point in setting off in the wrong direction and having the lobsters die on her.

When times are hard we’ll smile and say we’re not afraid of anything

LAIKA OF BTN!

[Captain]

MOD - TRUCK DRIVER SMITH

Well that's true, at least she's being sincere.

"Hahaha! Don't worry about it lass - it isn't right to not help a lady after all!" Well it's not like lifting boxes on to a cart is going to make him fix his babe any after. He heaved up the first two stacks of boxes to place them into that cart.

"And directions you say? Well, just keep on heading west until you run into this casino - it's right in the City of London." He plopped the lobsters down, and just took a peek beneath the lid if they were truly still alive.

Yup, still kickin' and trying to escape.

"There isn't a backdoor so keep that in mind - you'll just need to enter the lobby of the casino and the restaurant entrance should just be there." The driver then continued to stack more boxes up.

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Not one to just stand around and let people do everything for her, Vesna began to help lift the boxes of lobsters onto the push cart. They weren't too terribly heavy, and she had the wheels to help her along. Hopefully they were all content in their boxes and wouldn't die on her. She'd feel terrible and plus she probably wouldn't get to eat anything. With some string she found in the junk pile she began to tie the boxes down, securing them all in place so none would accidentally fall off on her. All precautions had to be taken after all, this was a very important job and she didn't want to let anyone down.

“Alright, west to the casino. I think that's simple enough. I'm sure if I get lost people will be able to pint me towards it. A casino is not something people usually forget exists.” Even if she had ever wanted to go to this casino she never had the money for it so she never went. Vesna knew the general area but wanted to get there as quick as possible. Did she have the money for a taxi? A quick pat of her pockets confirmed she was broke. This was why she was taking this job, she reminded herself with a laugh.

“I thank you for the help Smith. I'll do my best to get all of them there alive.” She stuck out her hand to him, to show her gratitude for the help. “Good luck with the truck! Have a good day, sir!” What a nice guy, London was just full of nice people these days.

Slowly Vesna began to pull the cart, testing it out to make sure everything was steady. Excellent, nothing swayed or looked like it would fall and the cart was holding. She waved one last time as she pulled the cart around the corner. “Good luck, goodbye Smith!”

When times are hard we’ll smile and say we’re not afraid of anything

LAIKA OF BTN!