(( No, no, it's okay. C:
I guess Charlotte works at the Blue Bear Bar! (I love that name.) ))
Charlotte tapped her foot to the rhythm of the music, taking the dirty dishes and placing them in the washer. As she turned the dial to the correct setting and closed the door, she could hear slight ruckus in the lobby(?) of the cafe. I'll just let Darcy deal with it...Charlotte thought, remembering the last fight at the cafe that had happened but weeks ago. I'm sure she'll calm them down. The woman could hear the arguement getting worse, but she ignored it and started brewing a new pot of coffee, as the last was running extremely low. Soon enough, Charlotte heard shouting and the feet running across the tiles. "Time to interfere..." She said to herself with a growl, turning on the coffemachine and exiting the Kitchen. Opening her mouth to talk, Charlotte was cut off as a man ran out of the cafe, a woman in his grasp. "D-Darcy! What's going on?" She screeched, grabbing for the phone as her blonde friend ran out of the cafe, screaming after the man who had driven off with the women. The man who seemed to be the kidnappee's boyfriend was in his car, trying to get back his girl, but everyone knew his attempts were futile. Charlotte punched in the three inportant numbers. She spoke to the operator telling the woman what had happened as Darcy calmed the customers who hadn't already left.
((I didn't know what to write. D:
Let's say the cops came and interveiwed them. They didn't see the man clearly/except for the boyfriend, they don't have his license plate, and they don't now his name. He's never been to that cafe before. Is that alright?))