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hey_sephia 6 September 2007 jam 4:19pm  

another funny moment from the book, credit to dramabeans:

She was busy making tuna sandwiches when the phone rang. Mechanically, Eun Chan reached out to grab the phone and answered.

“Yes, this is the delicious Coffee Prince.”

At that moment, all of the employees, scattered around the cafe doing various tasks, stood up at the same time. They all stared at Eun Chan, spooked as though they’d seen a ghost. What was with them? Not knowing the reason, Eun Chan looked at Ha Rim as she repeated:

“Hello?”

Strangely, the phone kept ringing. But still, nobody made a move to answer it.

“Aren’t you gonna answer the phone?”

“Ch-Chan…”

Mr. Hong turned around, and shouted:

“Don’t move!”

She couldn’t figure out what the heck was going on. Frustrated, she started to ask again.

“Don’t say a word and stay still!”

Han Gyul shouted to prevent her from doing anything. Seriously, what was going on?

Eun Chan could see the tense mood, and the strange expressions on everyone’s faces as they looked at her, and her heart started racing. They all stood still, feeling the tension in the air. Their reactions were so odd and anxious, it unnerved her. She felt like shouting out loud, but being prevented from doing anything made her even more uneasy.

“Don’t turn your head…”

Han Gyul was approaching slowly, carefully, and suddenly snatched away the phone in her hand.

At that, everyone let out a sigh of relief.

“Hey!”

“Hey… Go Eun Chan, you…”

“Seriously, this hyung is gonna drive me mad!”

Mr. Hong collapsed into a chair, Ha Rim shouted in anger, Nak Gyun was about to tear out his hair. Seeing the unflappable Sun Ki shaking his head made her think something huge must’ve just happened. And it had something to do with her. But what the heck was it?!

“You..!”

Thwack!

“Ow!”

Han Gyul hit her upside the head, causing her to cry out in indignation.

“Why’d you hit me?!”

“You, come out from there.”

“That’s right, Go Eun Chan, you’re barred from the kitchen. You’ll just break cups anyway, so don’t even bother entering.”

“Geez, seriously…”

Han Gyul held up a sturdy-looking kitchen knife in front of her eyes.

“Is this a phone, you idiot?! Don’t answer the phone from now on either! Got it?!”

There were beads of cold sweat on the sides of Han Gyul’s nose. Only then did Eun Chan realize that she’d picked that knife up from the cutting board and answered into it, “Hello?”