Wednesday Special

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

First Wednesday of the Month:

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

Comments

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Deb," Shane says, smiling a little as she slips through the door. She peels off her denim jacket and her hoodie, revealing her gray long-sleeve tee beneath it.

[padmeofnaboo.livejournal.com]

Padme comes in, very happy as she loves pancakes and could easily eat them for any meal.

"I'd like the buttermilk pancakes please with bacon and sausage for sides if I may."

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

"Sure," Shane says, smiling as she writes down her order. "Something to drink with that?"

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin came in behind her. He didn't really have an opinion on pancakes one way or another, but if Padme was happy he was happy.

"The same for me, please," he said. "And a glass of water."

He smiled at Padme. "Hi," he said.

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

"Hi sweetie. How you doing this evening?" Deb waves from where she's stashing the last of the fruit-cups in the service fridge.

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

"All right," Shane says, nodding as she writes down his order. She glances up and gives him a quick smile. "Hey, Anakin."

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

"Pretty good," she says, smiling as she hangs up her jackets and goes to stow away her stuff in the usual drawer, grabbing her ticket pad and pen and stuffing them in her back pocket.

She grabs a large stack of paper napkins and the tray of silverware so she can start sidework for the evening.

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin looked up at Shane quickly. "Hi," he said. His fingers beat out a nervous tattoo on the table. "Sorry about the thing on Friday night," he finally offered, looking up at her from under his eyelashes before continuing his examination of nothing in particular.

[padmeofnaboo.livejournal.com]

"Orange juice, please."

[padmeofnaboo.livejournal.com]

Padme turned her head and smiled warmly.

"Hi. I was worried I left a message too late."

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

A small grin quirks Shane's lips. "It's okay," she murmurs deliberately. "I... really appreciate what you did. And I sorta really need this job... y'know."

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin grinned. "I always have time for you." He shrugged. "And everyone's so...jittery in the dorms today. It's nice to get out."

[padmeofnaboo.livejournal.com]

"The mood is... off," she agreed. "It's not just in the dorms either, I think."

"I'm glad you came. Really."

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

"Okay, no problem," she says, adding that to their check. "I'll go and put this in for you and be back out with your drinks in a minute."

[padmeofnaboo.livejournal.com]

"Thank you."

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin's cheeks flush. "That was mostly Obi-Wan," he murmered. "But we certainly didn't want you to lose your job over me being so...touchy."

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin stared into the distance for a moment. "No, something is definitely wrong. I have a bad feeling about it."

He forced himself to put on a more cheerful expression. "Sorry I didn't get to spend a lot of time with you this weekend. I was busy making sure Obi-Wan didn't say or do anything too embarrassing."

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

"I never even thought it would be a problem," Shane says, looking a little sheepish. "I didn't know ... they still do that on other..." she trails off and then gives him a slightly befuddled look, "you're from another planet?"

[padmeofnaboo.livejournal.com]

"I'm having a tough time imagining him doing anything embarassing aside from what I suppose he thougt passed as a costume, but then you would know more about him than I would."

She paused. "Do you suppose something is going to happen?"

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin nodded. "Yeah. I am. And yes. They do." His voice turned bitter. "And there it's not an exercise. Or a game. Or something that disappears at the end of the week."

He blew out a breath. "But that's nothing you could've known."

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

"It was mostly selfish, I'll admit. I'd rather him not spread some of my more humiliating childhood stories--or my nickname--around the school if it could be possibly avoided. Can you believe he bought that I had no idea that costume might be inappropriate? He's losing his touch."

Anakin took a deep breath. "I'm pretty sure I know what's going to happen, yes." He looked intently at Padme. "Promise me you won't be walking alone after dark in town."

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

Shane nods, quietly understanding. "If it... makes you feel any better, I -- I did learn something from it," she says gently. "I think that's what Tara was trying to do. Was show us why it's not a game and how, in real life, things could... go really wrong, sometimes, with something like that."

She carefully clears her throat. "I'll... I'll go turn this in and get your drinks," she murmurs as she turns and heads up to the counter.

[padmeofnaboo.livejournal.com]

"That's not selfish, Anakin. That's completely normal. It would be strange if you didn't feel that way."

He's nuts.

Padme looked worried. "I'll promise if you tell me what you're thinking.""

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin looked a little relieved. "And it worked. So far only about three beings here know about the whole "Annie" thing." He smiled. "And you're the only one who'd be allowed to say it."

He glanced around the restaurant and lowered his voice. "I heard there was a staff meeting today and a lot of the teachers were coming out looking upset. Add that to something Rory said to me yesterday and the Tentacle article about a dead student and I'm coming up with a scenario that doesn't make me very happy."

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

Shane returns to the table a couple of minutes later. "There you go," she murmurs, setting a glass of orange juice down in front of her on the table and a glass of ice water down by Anakin. "Your food should be out in just a few more minutes."