Luke's Diner [just before closing]

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It was almost closing time and Luke was cleaning up so he could head home and spend some time with his wife.



[luke is here for a certain someone, but if you have an overwhelming desire for a burger, you can use the post, just please mod an NPC server.]

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[queen-of-zagreb.livejournal.com]

Yitzhak just happened to be in the mood for a burger tonight, as he passed the diner.

Pushing the door open, he clumped inside and nodded to Luke, raising one eyebrow in inquiry.

Luke reminded him of himself, somewhat.

[burger-boy-luke.livejournal.com]

Luke looked up when the door opened and sighed. "Can I help you?" he asked, wiping the counter.

[queen-of-zagreb.livejournal.com]

"Cheeseburger," Yitzhak said, feeling around in his pocket for a crumpled five-dollar bill. In an uncharacteristic fit of politeness, maybe brought on by his inexplicable sense of affinity with Luke, he added, "Please."

Saying it made him feel a little strange, and not in a good way.

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"You want fries with that?" Luke asked, putting the towel on the counter and heading to the grill.

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Yitzhak nodded and leaned against the counter.

"Need help?" he asked, abruptly.

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Luke finished putting the burger on the grill and raised an eyebrow as he turned to dump some fries in the deep fryer.

"You looking for a job?" he asked.

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Yitzhak grunted briefly, watching the burger cook.

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"I could use another employee," Luke admitted. "I'm missing out on watching my kid grow up." He wiped his hands and held the right one out. "Luke Danes."

[queen-of-zagreb.livejournal.com]

"Yitzhak," he responded, and after a few moments' hesitation reached out and shook Luke's hand, very briefly. He had his limits when it came to being social, and he was pushing them right now. But he needed a job. "Can start any time."

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"Got a kid who works a couple days during the week. Why don't you start Friday?" Luke suggested, going to flip the burger and check the fries.

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"Works," agreed Yitzhak. His stomach growled, and he glared at it, accusing.

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Luke pulled the fries out and put them on a plate before grabbing the rest of the things he needed for the burger.

[queen-of-zagreb.livejournal.com]

Yitzhak drowned half the fries in ketchup and dug in right away, his eyes widening in surprise. He'd forgotten what real fries tasted like, after months on end of the cheapest, most synthetic fast food possible.

"I can take burger to go," he offered. "Is late."

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"Thanks," Luke said, wrapping up the finished burger and giving Yitzhak a container for the fries. "If I leave soon, I might be able to see my son before he falls asleep. See you Friday."

Yitzhak took his food and left and Luke finished cleaning so he could head home.