Luke's Diner, July 16 (Monday)

[queen-of-zagreb.livejournal.com]

There appeared to be dinosaur footsteps in the streets outside his diner. #$@^ing dinosaur footsteps. Yitzhak was kind of sorry he missed it, and annoyed with himself for getting so absorbed in looking for a microphone stand that he had missed the whole weekend.

And that would suffice to explain why he was facepalming so much behind the counter.

Not that he ever would, you know, explain it.

Luke's is open. Watch your step as you exit, though.

[OOC: And again, heading for work, will be back after 8:30 EST, etc.]

Comments

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy figured that what he needed after getting clawed up by a Sabertooth Tiger, was very normal food.

Or at the very least, diner food.

"Hey."

[queen-of-zagreb.livejournal.com]

Yitzhak looked up from the manicure he was giving himself -- bottles and implements all over the counter -- and grunted expectantly.

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Connor raised a brow at all the equipment that was apparently neccesary. "Any chance for a cheeseburger and fries?"