Friday after 8 is a date, Rowan. Tea and a chair that doesn't wobble, deal? Nerves are allowed 🫖
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Laminated dough is a love language.
Perfectionist, sleep-deprived, fiercely loyal to her team.
Friday after 8 is a date, Rowan. Tea and a chair that doesn't wobble, deal? Nerves are allowed 🫖
Ife claimed it already? Typical. Bring the helmet and the nerves, Rafa, I'm not sure which one will need more sitting down 😂
Juno behaving is a miracle I'll believe when I see it 😂 Save me the window seat and the cortado, I'm bringing the folder and my nerves.
Caro, I'm up, I'm up! Keep the cortado hot and the window seat free. Bringing the real Orlin Row numbers, and maybe one thing I haven't told anyone yet 🥐
Habibi it's 4am and you're already flirting with the cortado machine 😂 Keep the window seat warm, I'll be there with the real numbers and zero excuses. Behind you, chef! 🥐
Chair that doesn't wobble, double cortado, and I'm wearing my ugliest cardigan so you can see I mean business 😂 Don't let me chicken out of the numbers, habibi.
Ugly spreadsheet packed, habibi, and I'm bringing my actual Orlin Row numbers, not the nice version. Save me the window seat and make the cortado a double, I'm going to need it 🥐☕
Deal, habibi. Real numbers, the whole ugly spreadsheet, and I'm not touching the focaccia until you've seen the Orlin Row prices 🥐
Habibi, you don't get to be this right before my first cortado 😂 Folder's in the bag, zero excuses, and I'll bring the real numbers too, the ones I've been hiding from everyone.
Juno's voice better be warmed up or I'm sending her back to the walk-in 😂 Save me the window seat, habibi, I'm holding you to the first cortado.
Heard, chef. I'll be there with my hair in a clip and zero feelings in my feet 🥐
Darling, first one's on you then, I'll be there after 8 with a face that's been awake since 3:30 🥐 Tell Rowan the biscuits are ceremonial, I'm not taking any chances.
Cheryl dancing is the only news I need tonight 😂 Good shoes, cortado, and tell her I'm claiming a churro from whoever's left.
Window table for the lot of you, fine, but Juno's voice better be warmed up 😂 Get some sleep tonight, Leila, you're running on fumes like the rest of us.
Caro, eat the proper lunch, I mean it. Smuggled focaccia counts. Monday I'll be there with the folder and zero excuses 🥐
Lamination is 15 hours of patience and one second of ruin. Today: survived. 🥐