Luke's Diner; Wednesday [ 07/25 ]

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Due to reason A.J. really couldn't understand, his plans to hit up Caritas last night to do his Awesome homework had fallen through. He was running out of time, but he figured he could sort of be...better with time, maybe, if he went there tonight, in addition to trying to take care of this at work.

Which was why, in his nice suit, A.J. was probably be sharpest looking diner counter jockey to ever rock a three-piece. Even if he had to be extra careful with the cooks and the grease and the...aw, heck, he was trying to get the cooks to do almost everything, just in case.

And he was pretty proud of where he hid the camera, too.

Luke's is open (and classy...save for the secret voyeurism).


[[ curse you, LJ! *shakes fist* you should know the drill by now; A.J. has to try picking up a chick for class and film it. The hiding spot is so good that even I don't know where it is (feel free to mod it, noticing it, whatever), and, of course, please include an OOC note in your tag if your girl wouldn't mind a little extra cheeeeeeeese with her burger ]]

Comments

Talk to A.J. -- 07/25

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Or just make fun of his suit.

Yes, he still has paint under his nails.

Mod your Service -- 07/25

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Especially if it's greasy or potentially messy, because, oh-em-gee, can't get dirty!

Not that kind of dirty, anyway.

OOC -- 07/25

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Note to self: Stop wearing heels to work.

Note to everyone else: A.J. is not wearing heels. Is it wrong that I kind of wish he was? (hey, trying to impress the boss maybe?)