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Luke's Diner, Tuesday 15/01/08

Michael came to open Luke's.

Today was Tex-Mex day. Which had nothing at all to do with the duty staff member being from New Mexico with a genetic penchant for spicy food.

Specials:

Shredded chicken and tomatillo tacos with queso fresco

Seared tuna tostada with black bean mango salsa

Mission-style wild rice and bean burrito

Creamy corn and spinach enchiladas

Luke's was open.

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He's here all day.

"So, can I expect spicy goodness every time you're working?" Andrew asked, walking up to the counter.

"Nah", Michael said without missing a beat. "It'd get boring for the customers if I did it every time. Hey, Andrew."

"Hello, good sir!," Andrew replied. "How are things?"

"Going pretty well", was the relatively easy answer. "And with you?"

"Can't complain," he said. "Though I apparently slept funny 'cause I've got a twitch in my sciatica." He rubbed his butt and frowned.

Michael tried not to laugh.

"You been to the clinic for that?"

"Think it would help?" Andrew asked, feigning seriousness. "I mean, maybe there's a hot doctor today, and he can massage my pain away."

"Couldn't hurt", Michael said, grin quirking. "'Course, I'd go more for the 'she', but whatever floats your boat."

"Do you think one of those tuna tostadas might float my boat? Keep in mind, I have a delicate stomach."

"You have a delicate stomach", Michael said disbelievingly. "The way you were packing in the Thai food the other night? You'll be fine."

"I so paid for that later," Andrew stated. "I didn't want to look like a spice wimp."

"You could try the corn and spinach enchiladas", he suggested. "They're milder."

"Hook me up!" Andrew leaned against the counter and peered behind it. "You like your job here?"

"Yeah", he said with a shrug. "It's quiet, it's clean, it's better than bartending... what's not to like?"

Andrew turned around to look at the rest of the diner, resting his elbows on the counter. "They should put in a dance floor -- liven the place up."

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Michael blinked.

"Not sure there's room for a dance floor, but you could ask Yitzhak?"

"No big. Just an idea," Andrew said, turning around to face Michael again.

"So A.J., who works here too, is going to help me build a jet pack for our Inventiontronics class, and I, in exchange, am going to help him with whatever he decides to make."

He laughed.

"A jet pack? Want to go flying?"

"I so want to go flying!" Andrew exclaimed. "I'm going to have to have all kinds of awesome gadgets like this if I'm going to be a superhero. Seeing as I'm pretty unremarkable in every way, gadgets are key."

"There's unremarkable and unremarkable", Michael pointed out. "Anyway, I thought you wanted to be an actor."

"I think it best not to limit one's aspirations," Andrew explained dreamily.

Michael... didn't really have any aspirations, except one.

"...sure. A superhero actor. You go for it."

No world ending today!

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