6276/Brick oven and flames

Brick oven and flames
Date of Scene:	19 May 2021
Location:	Pizza Joint
Synopsis:	A nice time eating talking and a little bit of icy flames
Cast of Characters:	Atrid, Viola Fiore

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Atrid has posed:
Atrid igniting his right hand he lights the oven and places the pizza dough in the oven after saucing it and cheesing it he puts triple bacon, jalapeno and black olive on his pizza as it goes through the oven he takes off his apron and waits for a few minutes. As it comes out of the oven finally he boxes it up and grabs an extra large coke with no ice and he heads to his table sitting down and he looks around a bit. Upon his chest is a name badge that says Bjorn upon it he opens the box breathes the scent in deeply and sighs contently as he picks up his first slice and takes a bite.

Viola Fiore has posed:
The door opens and two young women in their early twenties walk in. A blond is wearing a pair of slacks and a blouse, while the brunette, Viola, has on a black airy skirt and a white blouse. She pulls off her jacket as they step in. The blond girl looks around. "Vi, not quite what I was expecting for a pizza place."

Viola grins back to her. "I know, right? I found this while I was up here doing a big family reunion. I don't make it up to Salem Center much, but a great place to grab a bite when in the area," she says.

The two walk over to take a seat at an empty table. "And it's as good as it smells," Viola says with a smile to her friend. Her friend pulls out her phone and checks it while they wait.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid looks up to the two ladies he grins and nods in greeting. "I recommend my personal special. Triple bacon Jalapeno and black olive." He says with a smile as he finishes his first slice. "I got more than enough here if you ladies would like to join me and try a slice or two or whatever than you just have to pay for drinks!" Atrid grins taking a sip of his coke. "Im Bjorn, Im one of the the cooks." Smiling rather proudly almost smugly in fact at this statement.

Viola Fiore has posed:
Viola looks like she's game to try the pizza that Bjorn mentions, but her friend says, "Oof, no jalapenos for me today. Maybe a.... pepperoni and bacon?" she suggests. Viola nods to her. "Sure that sounds good. Anything that's left we can set out at the office back in town," she says.

The Italian-American young woman gives Bjorn a warm smile. "Well take a large pepperoni and bacon. And, what, iced tea?" she asks the blond, who nods at her. "And two iced teas," she say tells him.

Viola smiles to Bjorn and says, "But thank you for the offer on the one you made."

Atrid has posed:
Atrid laughs and nods to the person at the counter who puts the order in and gets the iced teas handing them to the ladies. The kitchen gets right to work on their pizza Bjorn than plates a slice of his and brings it to Viola placing it upon their table. "Well there you go this way you can still try a slice of the Bjorn special. Dont let the name fool ya Im half Italian too." He chuckles taking another sip of his coke. "And youre very welcome for the offer."

Viola Fiore has posed:
The sound of a phone ringing comes, and the blond girl pulls it back out and answers it. She makes a gesture with her hand, universal language for, let me go take this somewhere quiet or private. And she stands up and heads over towards the door, leaving Viola there as Bjorn brings the pizza over slice and their drinks over.

"Oh, thank you," she tells him, giving him another smile as he gives her the tastes of his concoction. She asks him in Italian, "Do you speak it as well? Or a little too far in the past, your connection to Italy?" She waits to see if he understood. If not, she tells him in English what she had asked.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid grins and nods sitting down at his table as their pizza is brought out to them by a server. He than replies in Italian. "My fathers from Norway my Mother from Italia, I speak English Norwegian and Italiano." He says with a grin he takes another bite of his pizza he chews and swallows before responding to her thanks. "Prego, my name is Bjorn Fabrezio Knutsen." Bjorn states with smile. "Whats your name?" He finishes in Italian.

Viola Fiore has posed:
Viola smiles to him and replies, "I'm Viola Fiore. My friend is Jenny. We're up in town from New York. Planning out a 50th wedding anniversary for a couple up here," she tells him. Viola takes a bite of the pizza then. "Oh, that's good," she tells him with a smile. "Thank you."

She takes a sip of her iced tea. "So are you from Salem Center then?" she asks him. "Full time job here, or in school or anything?" she inquires, Viola's tone casual as she slowly enjoys the slice of pizza.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid shakes his head. "I uh... NO Im from Brooklyn and found my way up here." He says with a grin. "Im here now and I like it and the pizza here is good, but its getting better with an Italian American boy from Brooklyn." Bjorn says with a laugh. "But this is a part time summer gig for me I guess you could say. Yea Im still in school."

Viola Fiore has posed:
Viola talks between bites. "I'm sure a little injection of authentic Italian can only help the food. Though if you start putting herring or lutefisk on the pizza I'm going to start questioning about the Norwegian part," she says with a soft grin.

She takes another bite, finishing chewing it before asking, "Are you in college now, or working your way that direction?" she inquires, a nice way of asking if he's in high school without maybe offending if he's already past that age.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid shakes his head back and forth. "Im not even a fan of putting Anchovie on pizza I aint about to put Herring and especially not Lutefisk on pizza thats just gross." He shudders at the thought, Bite of pizza chew swallow sip. "Nah I aint in college I dont think they can help me learn what I need to know at this point. Hell Im trying to figure out where to finish High School now, though my emotions getting the best of me can and will wind up bad for all."

Viola Fiore has posed:
The twenty-three year old gives a little nod of her head as she listens. "I didn't really end up doing much that had to do with my degree," she says with a chuckle. "But I enjoy it, so that's really what's important," she adds. "So what do you have, one or two more years left?" she asks of high school, figuring he's probably going to be a senior from the looks of him.

She takes another bite of her pizza. "It's nice up here. A lot more nature than in the city, that's for sure," she says with a smile. "I saw the State Park on the drive in, was thinking I might have to find a day to go hiking out there."

Atrid has posed:
Atrid smiles and takes another slice biting it chewing and swallowing. "I've got a year left but the degree wasn't what I was referencing."

Viola Fiore has posed:
Viola enjoys the pizza as she and Atrid talk. She glances over her shoulder at one point, seeing Jenny over by the door talking. "From her expression I'd say she's talking to her boyfriend," she says. The conversation seems to be a bit of an intense one. "Best thing she could do is move on from him. But. Takes people awhile to realize that, sometimes," she says with a soft sigh and a shake of her head.

She picks up the slice again, taking another bite. "So have you been over to Italy before?" she asks.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid nods his head scarring down yet another slice as he sips his soda. "Yea that bad of a guy is he?" He asks his temper flaring a bit at the though of a lady being mistreated. His right hand starting to flame his left coated in ice he quickly tries to hide his hands. "Umm yes a couple of time, mom went back to visit family there. Though at this point they'd either disown me or her."

Viola Fiore has posed:
"Well, he isn't the dregs of humanity," Viola says of Jenny's boyfriend. "But neither is he right for her. She just needs to realize this isn't a... could be good but takes some work. Instead it's just... yeah, not right for each other," she tells Atrid.

The young woman's head tilts a little bit. She sniffs a few times. "Is something burning? One of the pizzas left in too long maybe?" she asks, perhaps having caught a bit of the scent of the flames rippling over Atrid's skin beneath the table.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid starts and looks down at his hands. "Its ummm... me." He whispers looking around pulling his hands out the flaming hand starting to go out and the ice coated one dissolving. "Sorry"

Viola Fiore has posed:
Viola's eyes widen as she sees his hand. "That... seems like a condition you should get looked at," she tells him, though her expression is gentle and it seems more of a quiet joke than anything else.

Other than that she doesn't react negative to it. Just surprised. Though it is about then that Jenny hangs up her phone and comes back over to the table. "Viola, I need to head back. Mind if we get that pizza to go?"

Viola nods to her. "Sure thing. You can eat on the drive back. Just don't mess up my car!" she says with a grin. She turns back to Atrid. "It was nice meeting you Bjorn," she says as she rises and goes to pick up the pizza.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid nods his head and waves. "Stay safe and I hope all works out." He says sincerely.