Saturday's Fuschia Plate Special

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

The Chalkboard reads

Curfew STRICTLY enforced at Deb's.

Chicken fried steak, mashed potatoes, green beans, sweet potatoes casserole

Grilled beef patty, green beans, salad

Vegetable lo mein

Desserts:
Vienna truffle bars (chocolate and raspberry)
Apple pie
Fudge brownie pie
Lemon cake

Comments

[the-ascended.livejournal.com]

"Hi," Daniel smiles, as he pushes the door open and steps in. "How are you today?"

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

"Hi professor. What can I get you today?"

[the-ascended.livejournal.com]

"Can I get two dozen of the Vienna truffle bars to go, please?" Daniel smiles.

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

Deb boxes up twenty-six. "That's $10. Anything else you need?"

[the-ascended.livejournal.com]

"Not at the moment, thanks, Deb," he smiled, taking the box and handing across a ten dollar bill.

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

"Thanks, hon. Don't be a stranger"

[b-chenowith.livejournal.com]

Brenda takes a stool at the counter.

"Hi," she says, reading the menu. "What would you recommend?"

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

"Hi. I like the chicken fried steak, myself, but everything's real good." Deb gives her a smile.

[b-chenowith.livejournal.com]

Brenda thinks about it. "I am in the south, right? I'll try the chicken-fried steak. And could I have a beer with that?"

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

"It's Virginia. And I'm from Pittsburgh. One regular, but I'm not licensed for alcohol. Only drug we peddle is caffiene, and lemon bars if you listen to some of the customers."

[b-chenowith.livejournal.com]

"I'm from California, so it looks like the south to me. I'll have iced tea to drink, then. Thanks."

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod came in and waved to Deb, hanging his coat on the hook. "Morning, Deb. Sorry I'm a little late."

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

"Hi Jarod. No problem. It's quiet."

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"Oh, good." He tied an apron around his waist and began wrapping silverware.

[lightningsword.livejournal.com]

Faithful mewled from the floor in order to get some attention.

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"Why, hello there," Jarod said, bending down. "What can I do for you today?"

[lightningsword.livejournal.com]

Faithful let out a cat sigh. "Would you mind wrapping the chicken and two rasberry bars so that I can carry them?"

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod's eyes widened, then his face lit up in a huge grin as he processed and accepted this new information. "No, not at all."

He ordered the food and pulled out a piece of tin foil. "Would it be easier for you to carry a bag, or something on your back?"

[lightningsword.livejournal.com]

Faithful tilted his head to the side, thinking. "I think a bag, if it's not too big. The money is in the pouch on my collar. My mistress would come herself, but she's working at the clinic tonight."

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"A bag it is then," Jarod said, pulling a plastic bag with handles out from under the counter, and placing another one inside of it. "I'm Jarod."

He bent down and pulled the money from the cat's collar, rang up the dinner and two raspberry bars, and returned the change to the cat. He began wrapping the raspberry bars in wax paper, then in aluminum foil. "Would you like some water while you wait?"

[lightningsword.livejournal.com]

"Mrowr. I'm Faithful, the food's for Alanna. No thank you for the water." Faithful did his best not to wrinkle his nose.

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"It's very nice to meet you, Faithful." When the chicken dinner was ready, Jarod boxed it up, then wrapped it carefully and slid it into the bag.

He handed the bag down. "Is that too heavy for you?"

[lightningsword.livejournal.com]

Faithful experimentally lifted the bag and then put it down. "It's fine, thank you." He picked up the bag and trotted out of the dinner, tail held high.

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod smiled and pulled a piece of chewing gum from his pocket. "I really love this place."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

((Jarod having a converation with Faithful? What's not to love?))

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

((Nothing. BTW, I can't believe you really crashed the hard drive...))

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

((Pass up an opportunity to torture Broots? Never! And it didn't fully crash...he stopped it in time. But he has lost most of the data. He is one peevy hacker right now.))

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

((Well, I couldn't leave the boy without something to do...especially with Parker out of town.))

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

((Feel free to harass him some more. I'm one of those evil, evil muns who wallows in her characters pain.))

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

((Good to know. I think the next move is his, though. He might start by hacking into Syd's personal files to find out where he moved Jarod.))

[lightningsword.livejournal.com]

Faithful padded in with a note attached to his collar.