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Wednesday Specials
The Chalkboard reads:
We will open early Friday for your Homecoming dinner dates!
Wednesday Specials:
Pancake Supper!
A tall stack of buttermilk, blueberry or buckwheat pancakes, served with butter, syrup and your choice of two sides:
Sides:
Bacon
Ham
Biscuit
Sausage
Scrambled Eggs
Fruit cup
Cantaloupe wedge
Melon cup
Berry cup
Dessert:
Three layer chocolate cake
Fudge Brownie Pie
Blueberry Pie
Strawberry crumble bars
We will open early Friday for your Homecoming dinner dates!
Wednesday Specials:
Pancake Supper!
A tall stack of buttermilk, blueberry or buckwheat pancakes, served with butter, syrup and your choice of two sides:
Sides:
Bacon
Ham
Biscuit
Sausage
Scrambled Eggs
Fruit cup
Cantaloupe wedge
Melon cup
Berry cup
Dessert:
Three layer chocolate cake
Fudge Brownie Pie
Blueberry Pie
Strawberry crumble bars

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Ooh! Breakfast for dinner. Awesome. With sausage and a berry cup please... and fudge brownie pie for desert
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[OOC: Rory-mun is offline until after 9 tonight and said I could puppet her in this way. She'll be very quiet, though.]
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((Mun is drooling. You are evil.))
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Since they were in town, he decided they would stop at the small restaurant and grab something before heading home.
Bikes backed into their spaces, Kadaj lead his brothers in and they took a booth with good sightlines to the front door and to the kitchen.
Stopping long enough to recognize the girl, again, and Loz muttered under his breath, "the bitch is following us."
This caught Yazoo's attention and his gaze swept the restaurant until he saw her and smiled. "She must like you, Loz," he teased, collapsing next to Kadaj on one bench seat, giving Loz the other side to himself.
Loz answered with a snarl and am arrogant jerk of his head.
Kadaj looked over at her with no expression, watched her talk to the waitress and shrugged.
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She'd been on the streets too long not to know bad news when she saw it come walking in the door, but she was doing her job and she's going to be as polite and accomodating as she always is to her customers. That doesn't mean she's going to let her guard down around these guys, though... not even for a second.
"Hi, I'm Shane," she says, offering the three of them an easy smile as she readies her pad and pen. "What can I get for you?"
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Her eyes dart around automatically as she goes, taking in the other patrons of the diner. She notes Paige's condition with concern, vaguely recognises Alanna from Zombie Weekend and gives her a nod, and her eyes only skim the three men at the table adjacent to her own. She has a vague feeling of suspicion, but no longer entirely trusts her instincts, so ignores it for the moment.
All she wants to do right now is eat pancakes and see her girlfriend, and if that's a decline in her work ethic, then so be it.
She sits back in her chair and her eyes finally find Shane, and they seem to truly awaken.
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Placing the cup down in front of Kate, she kneels down beside her chair for a moment. "Hey, baby... you all right?" She asks quietly, resting a hand on her knee as she looks up at her.
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"Evenin', ma'am."
[OOC: Sorry, sorry I haven't been around! I've been busy liekwhoa. @_@!]
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*heads right for the counter*
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The first one she finds is grotesque. The second isn't bad, but it's a little too sweet and innocent.
The third and fourth, though, have serious potential.
"I think these two," she says, holding one in each hand. "What do you think?"
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She pulls a computer-printed fancy certificate from under the counter.
"How many do you need? I can write them for any amount."
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