http://pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2005-11-03 10:14 am

Thursday

The Chalkboard reads:

New Hours: 11 AM -9 PM
Please note!!
Curfew is strictly!!! enforced at Deb's.
If you're here after 9:30, you're locked in until morning,
and your housemates will get called with your location.



All lunches $4
Lunch Specials for Thursday:

Hot ham, cheese and sprouts in a pita
Tuna salad pita
Falafel pita

All lunches come with a salad and a drink.

Dessert, $1:
Brownies
Lemon bars
Cherry pie

[identity profile] ac-brothers.livejournal.com 2005-11-03 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
The brothers had spent most of the morning with business on the mainland and rolled up to a stop outside the diner. It usually wasn't open this early. They were hungry and had a lot to do so not trying to scrounge up something to eat before they started to work was a bonus.

Parking their bikes, they strolled in and looked around. Finding a remote part of the diner, they flopped into the booth.

[identity profile] ac-brothers.livejournal.com 2005-11-03 07:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Loz looked up from the specials menu. "What's Falafel?" he asked sounding out the word carefully.

"What's a pita?" Yazoo asked almost on top of his brother.

[identity profile] ac-brothers.livejournal.com 2005-11-03 07:12 pm (UTC)(link)
She might as well have been talking in a foreign language to them and they all stared at her for a moment. Kadaj finally chimed in. "We'll have that," he said.

Yazoo looked over at Kadaj. "How does it bake with a hollow center?"

[identity profile] ac-brothers.livejournal.com 2005-11-03 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Kadaj shrugged at Yazoo to indicate he had no idea either. "Water for us."

[identity profile] ac-brothers.livejournal.com 2005-11-03 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
All conversation stopped and the three ate like they were starving, hardly coming up for air. They could feel her distrustful stare on them but didn't give indication.

Finished quickly, they pushed their plates to the side and sat back in the booth, their gazes all focused outside the window.

[identity profile] ac-brothers.livejournal.com 2005-11-03 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Loz sighed heavily and noticed the ticket. He pulled out the cash with extra for the tip and placed it all at the edge of the table.

The brothers got up from the booth and left the diner.

[identity profile] yaymckay.livejournal.com 2005-11-03 08:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Rodney sits down.

"I'll have the hot ham pita and the brownies with a Pepsi. There isn't any lemon in the hot ham pita, is there? I'm allergic to lemon and even just a drop could kill me."

He has an astrophysics journal to read, and mutters to himself as he scribbles notes next the bits that are obviously wrong.

[ooc: As the Offspring sing: Come out and play! (please?)]

[identity profile] yaymckay.livejournal.com 2005-11-03 10:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"Uh, that would probably be because I've never been here before. I'm Rodney McKay."

[identity profile] yaymckay.livejournal.com 2005-11-03 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, I know some people here. But, yes, I'm new in town."

[identity profile] yaymckay.livejournal.com 2005-11-03 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh. Uh, yeah. 'Mistah Fixits' - the new fixit company."

[identity profile] dbiers.livejournal.com 2005-11-04 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
Somewhere between eleven-thirty and noon, D'anna wonders into Deb's and goes up the counter. She bites her lip and fidgets with her rucksack straps while she waits.

[identity profile] dbiers.livejournal.com 2005-11-04 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Hi," D'anna smiles at Deb a little nervously. "I..." she pauses and blushes a little. Coming here had seemed the best solution this morning now that she was actually here, D'anna wasn't exactly sure what to do. She tried again, "I'm not exactly from around here, and it's my friend's birthday day and I read some where that cake and candles were traditional." She blushes a little more and admits, "I don't really know what I'm doing but this was the first place I thought to come."

[identity profile] dbiers.livejournal.com 2005-11-04 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
D'anna smiles in relief and digs in her pocket for her wallet as she listens very carefully to Deb's instructions. Sing? Alright, I can do that. D'anna mentally cringes at the thought but is determined to do this up proper.

"Space kid, mostly, I think," she says as she hands Deb some money.

[identity profile] dbiers.livejournal.com 2005-11-04 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
D'anna nods and puts the candles in her rucksack, "This definitely the most... diverse island I've ever been to." She smiles and picks up the cake-box. "Thank you so much, ma'am. I really appreciate it."

[identity profile] dbiers.livejournal.com 2005-11-04 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
D'anna waves as she backs out the door, "I will," and heads off to have a look around at the other shops in town.