Thursday Specials

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

The Dive is Allllll decked out for the holidays.
There's a big tree in one corner, a classic creche on the shelf high on the wall, a Holy Family done as a single statue in delft blue glaze behind the register, a couple of light-up reindeer appear to be grazing at the pastry case and a 5' animated Santa that boogies to Jingle Bells greets the customers. Lights and garland are everywhere, and a big sprig of mistletoe hangs in the archway between the diner and the shop.


The Chalkboard reads in festive Green and Red

Toasted ravioli with marinara! Beef or cheese or both.

Desserts:
Lemon bars
Holiday Peppermint Pie
Eggnog Pie
Cinnamon cheesecake

Comments

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Hey Deb." Alanna came in, Faithful on her shoulder. "Um, nice display thingy?"

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

"Hi Alanna! I just love Christmas!" Deb herself is wearing a red Santa hat and a jinglebell necklace as she emerges from the other side of the store carrying a trio of crocheted snowmen that hold letters spelling "Joy." "It's like the whole world just turns into one big drag club."

"What can I get you tonight, sweetie?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna blinked. "Um, right. A book on the holiday tradition here? Um, eggnog pie sounds interesting and the ravioli with beef, please."

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

Deb shrugs. "Michael probably carries a few, or that nice Mr. Phale." She gets the entree and the pie around. "Anything else? You be careful out after dark."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna smirked. "Anything I run into has more to fear than me, really. Thanks for the food, don't know what I would do without this place!"

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod opened the door and stopped in the doorway, startled by all the decorations. "Good evening, Deb. Are you feeling better?"

He immediately went behind the counter and began rolling silverware.

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

"Hey Jarod. I'm feeling a lot better. Might be a quiet night tonight." She's busily hanging purple, red, gold and blue balls on the draped garland.

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"That's okay. I worked at Caritas last night, and it was very busy." He watched her hang garland. "Would you like some help with that?"

"Also, what is the significance behind the decorations?"

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

"No, no, I got it," she says, hanging the last ball up.

"You've never seen Christmas decorations? Oh boy. The little statues are a Nativity scene. That's the most important thing. The lady in the blue robe is the Virgin Mary. The man in the brown robe is her husband Joseph. She's just given birth to the Baby, there. his name is Jesus and he's not Joseph's son, but God's. And the angels and shepherds and wise men and stuff are just there for the party."

She points to the tree. "That's a Christmas tree. We just decorate it every year. It's...tradition. I used to have a glass angel, from my mother, and my brother and I would fight over who got to put it on, every year. It got broken the year he died."

She shrugs. "And holly and mistletoe are just traditional too."

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"The place I used to live was...a bit restricted. Almost ascetic, I guess you could say."

"Fascinating..." He wasn't sure how he felt about the story Deb had told him, since he was still working his way through the Old Testament. There weren't even technically any Jews yet, since he was still reading the beginning of Genesis.

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

Not inherently a Christmas person, Shep shrugs off all the hoi-paloi and has a seat at the counter.

"Hey Deb, I wanted to stop by and see what I owe you for all the food people kept bringing me after my accident. And don't you dare say 'nothin'.

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

Deb laughs. "It's all taken care of, honey. Don't worry about it. Just good to see you back on your feet."

She bustles over to check his wrist. "How's this doing? other than putting a cramp in your lovelife?"

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

Withou missing a beat, Shep waves the fingers on his right hand, "That's what this hand is for."

"I'm getting better, thanks. I started P.T. today. Which sucks a lot. Though I seem to have picked up a Dominatrix in the process. Lana," he adds quickly, "Has volunteered to help with my thrice daily torture sessions."

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

Deb laughs. The kid is all right. "That Lana is something. What can I get you tonight, honey?"

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

How about some peppermint pie? And yeah, Lana's a trip. Her payback for me bleeding all over her gown is going to be beating my hand back into shape for me. I knew she'd get revenge eventually.

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

"I eat!" Jake protested as he entered the Dive. He stopped dead as he spotted the decorations. "...I'm a little scared now."

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

"You don't eat enough," Krycek argued, nudging Jake forward another step before he saw the decorations as well. "Oh, right, it's December now, isn't it?"

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

"It is?" Jake said faintly, eyes glued to the display. "Are people really allowed to do that?"

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Krycek nudged Jake again. "Decorate? Sadly. Now let's get a table." He had to keep nudging him onwards, but they finally picked one, sliding into seats in a booth. "You'd better be hungry, by the way," he warned Jake, eyeing him concernedly.

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

"I don't really get--" He caught Krycek's look. Jake was well aware that he was being an ass forgetting to eat, and there was no need to worry Krycek, really, so he changed the word he was about to say to, "--Decorations. I'm totally hungry. Is there a menu?"

[brambless.livejournal.com]

Tara waves at Deb and the bartender-that-wanted-to-tie-cherry-stems, sliding into a booth and waiting for Jonathan and Lily to arrive.

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

"Hi baby. Can I get you something or are you meeting somebody tonight?"

[brambless.livejournal.com]

"Both," Tara grins at her. "I'd love a milkshake while I wait - and I'm meeting two friends. They should be here soon."

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

"Strawberry, right? or you want to try a peppermint or egg nog one?"

[brambless.livejournal.com]

"Strawberry," Tara nods. "I'm a conservative girl, at heart."