Wednesday Specials

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

The Chalkboard reads:

Wednesday Special

Bacon Cheeseburger, Fries, coleslaw

Grilled beef patty, low-fat coleslaw, baked sweet potatoes

Vegetable confetti in pita bread, baked sweet potato


Desserts:
Cherry Pie
Apple Pie
Chocolate Cake
Monster Cookies (peanut butter, oatmeal, chocolate chip, M&M)

Comments

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[She comes in at about 5pm]

Hey Deb! Can I get two bacon cheeseburgers with all the goods, and two pieces of chocolate cake to go? [she checks her watch]

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

"Picnicking tonight, CJ? Kinda chilly." Deb pacs up the two cheeseburgers and goods, and adds the cake. "$16, and take a night big blanket." Deb winks.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[She smiles brightly]

Movie night on the couch, Deb. But a blanket might be a good idea. [She blushes, hands over the cash, and takes the food]

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

Shane shows up for work wearing her jeans and sneakers and everything else is covered by a gray, knee-length woolen overcoat that's completely buttoned and somehow makes her seem even smaller.

She pulls the door open and steps inside. "Hey, Deb," she murmurs, pulling off her mirrored aviators to reveal fading gray circles under her eyes.

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

"Baby, you look terrible. Are you up for working tonight?"

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, yeah... I'll be all right," Shane says, offering her a smile. "It's kinda... worse than it looks."

Maybe if I have something to keep me busy, I'll feel better.

She'd spent most of the previous night and following day in bed resting, so her physical self was somewhat more refreshed than it had been of late. Now, she just needed something to keep her mind and hands occupied.

[katielockley.livejournal.com]

Kate walks into the Dive with, for once, no thought for the food inside. She stands back and scans the diner, gaze falling immediately on Shane.

"Shane?" she says, walking forward. "Are...you busy?"

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

Sitting at the counter and in the process of refilling salt and pepper shakers, Shane looks up and smiles brightly. "Hey," she says warmly. "Not really. Just... doing sidework. Nothing heavy."

[katielockley.livejournal.com]

Kate smiles in return, but her eyes widen slightly before narrowing in concern.

"Are you all right?" she asks softly, quickly closing the gap between them.

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

Shane's eyes dart over towards Deb for the briefest moment before moving back over to Kate. "Y-yeah... yeah, I'm fine," she says, lowering her eyes to focus on what she's doing as she places the lid on a filled salt shaker and tightens it. "I'm happy to see you, though. Shouldn't you be at work?"

[deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com]

After closing up The Haven, George decides to stop by Deb's on the way home to see if there was a good special. She decides a bacon cheeseburger sounded like heaven, and she had just enough cash from her tip jar to afford one.

She sits down at a table, daydreaming about what she and Jayne had gotten up to the night before, as she waits for Deb or Shane to notice her.

((Deb's is open after 9:00pm, right? If not, I'll delete.))

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

Shane approaches the table, ticket pad and pen in hand. There are circles under her eyes, but her smile is welcoming as always. "Hey, George," she says. "How's it going?"

[deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Shane," George smiles. She notices the other girl looks a little out of it. "Everything okay?"

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," Shane says, faint notes of reassurance in her voice as she smiles. She reaches up and scratches at her cheek. "Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. Just... the last week or so's been... kinda tough. You know." She clears her throat. "So, uhh... so how have you been? How's the tattoo doing?"

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

After Shane leaves, Deb slides into the booth.

"I need to talk to you. What was that scene with your boyfriend? Is he cheating on you?"

[deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com]

George stares at Deb for a minute, mortified. "I'm really sorry about that," she says. "Things just got really out of hand that night. And... Well, I guess technically he's not cheating. I mean, that's his argument." She sinks down in her seat a little. "I... I really don't want to talk about it."

[can_be_more]

After her phone call from John, Aeryn walks into the diner and claims a booth, waiting for him.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John comes into the diner, a bag in his hand and notices Aeryn in one of the booth's. He smiles and comes over, sliding in across from her.

"Hey. How're you?"

[can_be_more]

She smiles back at him. "Better than yesterday. You?"

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Clinic hours were complete and it looked to, hopefully, be a quiet night. Not entirely sure what House was up to, though the older doctor had muttered something about blood tests, Wilson tucked his book under his arm and headed down into town to wander.

And wander he did, for about half an hour before his neglected stomach began to get really insistant about some food...maybe some coffee.

The chalkboard caught his eye, the vegetable confetti sounding kinda tasty so the younger doctor gave a curious shrug and headed on in. Not seeing any sort of seating instructions, he headed for a free booth.

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

Shane approached the booth, ticket pad and a pen in hand. She took note of the book the man had with him before she cleared her throat. "Hi," she murmured with a smile. "I'm Shane. I'm your waitress this evening. What can I get for you?"

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

The book was simply called "Lucid Dreaming" and he seemed a little over a third finished with it.

"Good evening." Wilson's smile was warm, in a friendly way. "Could I have the vegetable confetti in the pita, no potato and some coffee please?"

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

Becky wanders in and takes a seat at a table, leaning back and stretching her leather-clad legs before her.

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

"Hi Becky, what'll you have tonight, honey?"

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

Becky bites her lip pensively. "Think maybe I'll have a bacon cheeseburger and some apple pie, Deb. Is Shane workin'?"