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Luke's Diner; Sunday [ 12/02 ]

A.J. wasn't exactly in the best of moods after yet another fallout with Annette, so most of his concentration went into his project for the specials board today. Which included filling it entirely with different colored squares of all the same size, spanning from one end to the other.

Luke's is open.

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Because he's there.

As you do.

Typical pre-coffee post.

River had gone for a long Sunday walk, and stopping by to Luke's Diner meant the need for food could be combined with a chat with A.J. She quickly noted that perhaps he wasn't in the mood for talking, but at least she could try to cheer him up.

"Has the crap taken to flying yet?" she asked.

It took A.J. a moment to realize what it was that River was talking about, but, when he did, he gave her a small, albeit weak, smile. "Nah, not quite yet. Was hooking wires up to it yesterday, though, so it's almost there."

Beauty hadn't been doing much of anything for the past week ~~bad mun!~~, and she realized when Sunday rolled around that she hadn't seen A.J. in way too long. Especially considering what she'd heard hinted at on the radio last night.

So she hurried down to the diner, slowing her steps when she came through the door, and coming quietly up to the counter. "A.J.?" she said softly, not sure if he was immersed in the art thing he was doing to the point where he didn't want to be disturbed.

[ooc: Probable bouts of SP today, as I'm multitasking like mad. :/]

"Mmm?" A.J. made a soft sound at being addressed as he finished off a green square and then, turning his head, he blinked. "Oh. Hey, Beauty."

He smiled a little. God she was a sign for sore, emo eyes....

Oh, that greeting didn't do anything to alleviate Beauty's worries. She tried to give A.J. a cheerful smile and mostly wound up looking like she was trying way too hard.

"I haven't seen you in...way too long, so I wanted to come and say hi..." she began, then her voice trailed off and she eyed the counter. "May I come around behind for a minute?"

She got an image of it from his mind and nodded. "Good. What food do you recommend today?" She returned the smile, although hers was a happier one.

A.J.'s head tilted a little as he blinked at the strange request. "Uh, yeah, sure. Of course."

"I dunno," A.J. admitted. "Milkshake's always good. What kind of food do you think you're in the mood for?"

Beauty nodded, and walked around to the back of the counter. She went straight up to A.J. and put her arms around his neck.

"Vanilla milkshake," she said after a moment's thought. "And fries. Talking about what's on your mind is an option if you want to." And of course not talking was equally an option, but that should be obvious.

Hey, well. That was...

...really, really nice, and appreciated after yesterday, and so his arms went around Beauty's waist as he hugged her lightly back. And then a little tighter, his head ducking a bit. "What was that for?" he asked quietly into her shoulder.

A.J. snorted a little with a grin. "Vanilla milkshake and fries, no problem," he said. "That other part I'm not so sure about. Been a rough week, but, on the bright side, it's also been productive. I've gotten so much work done..."

"You seemed like you could use it," Beauty answered softly, making no move to pull away. "I heard that you and Annette had an argument, and...well, you just looked so sad."

"Better subject. I rearranged furniture." She grinned at A.J. "I like the squares."

"It's been a rough week," A.J. replied softly, hand lightly drifting over Beauty's lower back. It had been rough, but this was so nice that it almost made up for it. "...Thanks."

"I like 'em, too," A.J. nodded. "They're just so nice and..." He tried to find a good word.

"Square. Y'know? And rearranging is always good. How'd you change the room?"

Chris and Lana found a table in the corner.

Chris glanced at the specials board and shook his head, instead picking up the menu.

"Is it too late for breakfast?" he asked Lana.

"Re-positioned the bed so that the vole skeleton can be observed from underneath and the stars when you lower your gaze. Of you move to the other bed you can study the knives. I also added sheets." She looked clearly plased.

"I don't think so," Lana said. "Sunday brunch... You should be able to get whatever you'd like."

Beauty felt like she should have been more accessible to A.J. than she had been, especially if he'd had such a bad week. She pulled away just a little, enough to see his face, and smiled softly. "I've missed you. I'm sorry I haven't been around."

"Did you not have sheets before?" A.J. asked with a slight frowning of eyebrows before he went to try to imagine River's room under the new description and found himself idly adding, "Troy and me moved our beds together in the center not too long ago. It's nice."

And A.J. pulled back enough so that he could smile back at Beauty, and lightly brush back a strand of hair. "It's okay," he said. "I got lots and lots of work done this week. And...I've missed you too."

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