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Brittany - Cafe of Contention - Part 2
“So, what’s this about fundraising?” Donna Bolton asked.
Daria explained what she had told Brittany earlier.
“So, it’s because of your parents?” Andrea asked.
“Yes,” Daria answered.
“That is definitely unfair,” Andrea complained.
‘So, I brought it up with Brittany,” Daria explained.
“And I decided to bring you two in and get Kevvie to do it with Mack,” Brittany explained.
“But wouldn’t Mack want to do it with Jodie?” Donna asked.
“Probably,” Brittany admitted.
“In any case, it would depend on what we’re selling,” Andrea said.
“I agree,” Daria said.
“But we probably won’t know until Mr. O’Neill tells us,” Brittany said.
They talked about it for a while, but all they agreed on was to talk to O’Neill in the morning.
Daria arrived at school early with Donna. She still wasn’t sure about the fundraising. “So, we’re going to the office?” Donna asked.
“Yes,” Daria answered. “We’re meeting Brittany and Andrea there before talking to O’Neill.”
“Of course,” Donna said with a smile.
Brittany saw Daria and Donna enter the office. “You’ve made a decision?”
Daria nodded.
“Andrea should be here shortly,” Brittany said.
Andrea then showed up. “Hi!”
“Have you made a decision?” Donna asked.
“We shall do it!” Andrea declared.
“Are you sure?” Brittany asked.
“Yes,” Andrea answered.
“Then we shall do the fundraising together,” Daria said.
Brittany smiled. “Cool.”
They had soon signed up.
“Chocolate?” Daria asked.
“What’s wrong with that?” Mr. O’Neill asked.
“I didn’t expect it, that’s all.”
Daria wasn’t sure she wanted to sell chocolate. “It won’t be bad,” Brittany said.
“I hope not,” Daria said.
“Wait and see.”
They walked for a while before finding someone who was at home.
“Mr. DeMartino!” Brittany said.
“Hello, Ms. Taylor, Ms. Morgendorffer, Ms. Hecuba. Ms. Bolton. What a delightful surprise.”
“We're raising money for the new Lawndale young adult's coffee house!’ Brittany said.
“We’re selling holiday wrapping paper and chocolates,” Daria added. “I would suggest the former.”
“What an attractive offer. Ms Morgendorffer,” DeMartino considered. “Too bad the holidays aren't for months!”
“Then there are the chocolates,” Daria said.
“Or a magazine subscription,” Donna added.
“You could join a CD or cassette club?” Andrea said as she leafed through the pamphlets.
“It's good to see you all enterprising.” DeMartino “But I could make a trite observation about wishing that some of you would put more effort into your school work. But am I the sort of man who engages in trite observations, Brittany?”
“No?”
“Excellent, Brittany. Now, while you're on a roll, am I the sort of man who you suppose believes in underwriting the indolence of students who already display the work habits of garden slugs?”
“That’s not fair,” Donna said.
“Be as that may be, Ms. Bolton, you don’t deny that is an accurate description of most at Lawndale High.”
Donna looked Brittany and shrugged. “Most of the football team, certainly. But don’t tar us four with the same brush.”
“Really? I know for a fact that Ms. Taylor here has a C average. Whereas yours is a B-.”
“I’m sure they’re learning,” Daria interjected.
“That isn’t the point. Ms. Morgendorffer.”
“And your point is?”
“The point is. I simply can’t afford to waste my meagre funds on Ms. Li’s latest scheme to increase her visibility in the local educational arena.”
“You mean, her scheme to gain extra funds of her own,” Daria added.
“How astute of you. Miss Morgendorffer.”
“That makes sense,” Brittany murmured.
“Of course, she’s only taking some of it,” Andrea added. “The Coffee House does need money to run.”
“That’s right,” Brittany said with a twirl of a pigtail. “I mean, it’s wrong she’s doing that, but Andrea’s right.”
“I see you are more astute than I have given you credit for, but the answer is still ‘no’.”
“Sorry for wasting your time,” Donna said.
“Not really. I needed the break from the monotony of lesson planning.”
Daria nodded. She understood what DeMartino meant. “We’ll be off now.”
“You can go bother that weak-hearted sap of a Language Arts Teacher.”
Daria explained what she had told Brittany earlier.
“So, it’s because of your parents?” Andrea asked.
“Yes,” Daria answered.
“That is definitely unfair,” Andrea complained.
‘So, I brought it up with Brittany,” Daria explained.
“And I decided to bring you two in and get Kevvie to do it with Mack,” Brittany explained.
“But wouldn’t Mack want to do it with Jodie?” Donna asked.
“Probably,” Brittany admitted.
“In any case, it would depend on what we’re selling,” Andrea said.
“I agree,” Daria said.
“But we probably won’t know until Mr. O’Neill tells us,” Brittany said.
They talked about it for a while, but all they agreed on was to talk to O’Neill in the morning.
Daria arrived at school early with Donna. She still wasn’t sure about the fundraising. “So, we’re going to the office?” Donna asked.
“Yes,” Daria answered. “We’re meeting Brittany and Andrea there before talking to O’Neill.”
“Of course,” Donna said with a smile.
Brittany saw Daria and Donna enter the office. “You’ve made a decision?”
Daria nodded.
“Andrea should be here shortly,” Brittany said.
Andrea then showed up. “Hi!”
“Have you made a decision?” Donna asked.
“We shall do it!” Andrea declared.
“Are you sure?” Brittany asked.
“Yes,” Andrea answered.
“Then we shall do the fundraising together,” Daria said.
Brittany smiled. “Cool.”
They had soon signed up.
“Chocolate?” Daria asked.
“What’s wrong with that?” Mr. O’Neill asked.
“I didn’t expect it, that’s all.”
Daria wasn’t sure she wanted to sell chocolate. “It won’t be bad,” Brittany said.
“I hope not,” Daria said.
“Wait and see.”
They walked for a while before finding someone who was at home.
“Mr. DeMartino!” Brittany said.
“Hello, Ms. Taylor, Ms. Morgendorffer, Ms. Hecuba. Ms. Bolton. What a delightful surprise.”
“We're raising money for the new Lawndale young adult's coffee house!’ Brittany said.
“We’re selling holiday wrapping paper and chocolates,” Daria added. “I would suggest the former.”
“What an attractive offer. Ms Morgendorffer,” DeMartino considered. “Too bad the holidays aren't for months!”
“Then there are the chocolates,” Daria said.
“Or a magazine subscription,” Donna added.
“You could join a CD or cassette club?” Andrea said as she leafed through the pamphlets.
“It's good to see you all enterprising.” DeMartino “But I could make a trite observation about wishing that some of you would put more effort into your school work. But am I the sort of man who engages in trite observations, Brittany?”
“No?”
“Excellent, Brittany. Now, while you're on a roll, am I the sort of man who you suppose believes in underwriting the indolence of students who already display the work habits of garden slugs?”
“That’s not fair,” Donna said.
“Be as that may be, Ms. Bolton, you don’t deny that is an accurate description of most at Lawndale High.”
Donna looked Brittany and shrugged. “Most of the football team, certainly. But don’t tar us four with the same brush.”
“Really? I know for a fact that Ms. Taylor here has a C average. Whereas yours is a B-.”
“I’m sure they’re learning,” Daria interjected.
“That isn’t the point. Ms. Morgendorffer.”
“And your point is?”
“The point is. I simply can’t afford to waste my meagre funds on Ms. Li’s latest scheme to increase her visibility in the local educational arena.”
“You mean, her scheme to gain extra funds of her own,” Daria added.
“How astute of you. Miss Morgendorffer.”
“That makes sense,” Brittany murmured.
“Of course, she’s only taking some of it,” Andrea added. “The Coffee House does need money to run.”
“That’s right,” Brittany said with a twirl of a pigtail. “I mean, it’s wrong she’s doing that, but Andrea’s right.”
“I see you are more astute than I have given you credit for, but the answer is still ‘no’.”
“Sorry for wasting your time,” Donna said.
“Not really. I needed the break from the monotony of lesson planning.”
Daria nodded. She understood what DeMartino meant. “We’ll be off now.”
“You can go bother that weak-hearted sap of a Language Arts Teacher.”