Luke's Diner, Thursday

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Tomorrow was a Very Special Night.

Jude was just a leeeeetle distracted.

Please pay no attention to the doodles on various napkins.

And the dreamy, staring-off-into-space look.

Totally normal.

Luke's is open.

[[Stupid work. Stupid commute. Stupid chores. *grumble*]]

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Talk to the Jude-dude

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If you can get his attention.

Re: Talk to the Jude-dude

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Animal bursts into the restaurant dressed in an orange Malibu Stacy Outfit.

And a buzzer.

"CUBAN PETE! CUBAN PETE!"

*BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ*

Re: Talk to the Jude-dude

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"CHICK-CHICKY-BOOM! HI JUDE!" Rikku bounced excitedly. "CHECK IT OUT!!!!"

As if, somehow, he could miss them.

Re: Talk to the Jude-dude

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Please excuse Jude.

He is now curled up in a ball on the floor, laughing so hard he can hardly breathe.

Re: Talk to the Jude-dude

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Animal looked over at Rikku with a confused expression.

"CHICKY GO BOOM?"

Re: Talk to the Jude-dude

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"We broke Jude!" Rikku crowed, pumping a fist in victory. "Clearly he needs more bork borks."

This required sneaking around the counter and buzzing a lot.

Re: Talk to the Jude-dude

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"CHICK-CHICKY-BORK-BORK-BORK!"

Animal shouted excitedly as he went back to dance around Jude's giggling body.

Re: Talk to the Jude-dude

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"I . . . .*wheeze!* . . . surrender . . ."

Grab a booth

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OOC

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CUB-A CUB-A CUB-A.