Sunday Specials

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

The Chalkboard reads:

Manicotti (3), Meat or Cheese filling, Salad, home-made bread sticks.


Dessert:

Black Forest Torte
Black Bottom Pie
Pecan Pie
Cherry Angel Delight

Comments

[pure-blooddraco.livejournal.com]

((Holy God, manicotti was what they served in the dorm today. Weird.))

[mikeys-ben.livejournal.com]

A familiar face walks into the diner. He looks a little uneasy. "Hi Deb."

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

"Ben, baby! When did you get back?" Deb is planting a kiss on his cheek and then wiping away the lipstick within the blink of an eye.

[mikeys-ben.livejournal.com]

Ben points to his bag on the floor beside him. "Just now, actually. I haven't even been home yet. I thought I'd bring home dessert with me; that black bottom pie sounds really good." His expression turns serious. "How's Michael doing?"

[professortrepe.livejournal.com]

Quistis sat at a table, sketching on the edge of a paper napkin with a blue ink pen.

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

"Better. He's been pretty down, but he looked better last night." She clips him one on the ear. "Don't you dare leave without telling me goodbye again!"

Shaking her head at impossible children, she sighs. "Did you want a whole pie or just two slices?"

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

After getting Ben on his way, Deb bounces over. "Hi. What can I get you?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna comes in, squishing a little seeing as how she's wet from foot to toe. "Can I plese get the desert that has the most chocolate in it?"

[professortrepe.livejournal.com]

Quistis smiled, "Hi. Um... manicotti would be great. And pecan pie."

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

"How'd you get all wet, honey?"

Deb double checks the board. "The most chocolate would probably be the Black Forest Cake. It's chocolate cake with cherries and brandy-flavored whipped cream. Just the flavoring, no alcohol."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna blushed. "Fell into a pool of dolphins, and no alcohol sounds great. I'll take that."

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

"Meat or cheese filling or some of each? Anything to drink?"

Deb looks her over. "New around here?"

[mikeys-ben.livejournal.com]

Ben winces at the hit, but he knows he deserved it. "I won't. Promise. And just the two slices, thanks."

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

Deb shakes her head. Nothing surprises her about Fandom Town anymore.

"One Black Forest cake, $2. You eating in or getting yourself home to dry off?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Drying off, I hate being wet." Alanna digs a couple soggy bills out of her pocket. "Sorry."

[deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com]

George comes into the diner and looks around briefly before sitting down at a table. She props her chin up on one hand, the other fiddling with a set of silverware. It's pretty obvious she's waiting for someone.

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

Deb packages the pie up. "$4. I think he's ready to make up. But only if you're ready. Look, I don't know what happened, and I don't want to know. I just know the two of you together are bigger than any problem."

She leans over and pecks him again.

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

"It's okay, Alanna." Deb smiles and sets the bills aside. "I'll let them dry out. See you later, and don't take cold."

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

"Hi. You want something to drink while you wait?"

[deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com]

"Hi," George smiles shyly. "Yeah, sure. That'd be great. Do you have root beer?"

[mikeys-ben.livejournal.com]

Ben hands over the four dollars and returns the kiss. "I'm ready. Being away from him was an education for me, believe me. I've learned my lesson." Ben picks up the package and his bag from the floor and turns to go, then remembers a message he's supposed to pass on. "Oh, and Hunter says hello and asked me to pass on his love to you." With a warm smile to Deb, Ben leaves for home.

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

"One root beer, coming up."

Deb retuns in a couple minutes with a large, frosted beer mug full of root beer with about a 1/2 of foam on top.

[deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com]

"Thanks," George says with a smile.

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

*looks around upon entering, then grins upon seeing George, heading over there quickly*

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

Hey Goerge Girl... *grins and takes a seat*