Luke's Diner; Wednesday [ 03/26 ]

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A.J. came into work today with a bit of a nervous energy, mostly out of hoping that it would be overlooked that he ducked out of work on Sunday for the rather impromptu trip home for the holiday. Either way, he was doing a good job of cleaning up in an effort to make up for hte indiscretion.

Today's special was a picture of a pig without legs, but tentacles instead: Squid Pork.

Luke's is open!

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Talk to A.J. -- 03/26

[by137.livejournal.com]

That's what he's there for.

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 03/26

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

It was Wednesday. River had no place she needed to be today so she had gone for a walk, and as she passed the diner and noticed A.J. she thought she could combine talking to a friend and getting something to eat.

She looked at the picture. "Berthold met a pig?"

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 03/26

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"I'm sorry?"

It took A.J. a moment to realize that River meant the specials board drawing and he laughed a little, at himself for the delayed response, and grinned. "That's one way of looking at it, yeah. This guy flies, though, I think."

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 03/26

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

"I'd prefer fries with ice cream," she said, looking serious. "And thank you for taking care of Bertie."

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 03/26

[by137.livejournal.com]

"Fries with ice cream, it is," A.J. said, nodding, because wasn't that what she mostly got when she came in. "Any kind of ice cream? And you know it was no problem. It was...uh, interesting. Interesting a good word for it."

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 03/26

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

"Vanilla." River couldn't help chuckling, because A.J.'s comment was so characteristic for him. "Any drawings made? I find Berthold rarely stays unmoving when I try." Not that she had tried much lately.

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 03/26

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A.J. nodded and sent an order for fries over to the kitchen. "What do you mean, though? Drawings with Berthold? I didn't even think of that. I didn't realize he was an artist. He mostly just seemed to like tripping me and dragging me across the floor a little."

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 03/26

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette wandered in sometime after lunch. She was in a fairly decent mood though she did look askance at today's special. It didn't look too good. Yuck.

"Hi," she said finally.

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 03/26

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"Hey, you," A.J. said, grinning as Annette came in and maybe a bit of the slightly disapproving look toward the specials board. "Come to claim your promised milkshake, I take it?"

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 03/26

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"Yes," she said, returning his grin with a bright one of her own. "Squid pork just doesn't sound too good."

She sat down at the counter. "How are you today?"

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 03/26

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"I have to agree with you there," A.J. said, "but hey," he lifted up his hands defensively, "I don't make this shit up."

Yes, he did.

"And I'm good. Really good. I mean, I just came into some easy cash, so I'm pretty pumped." Shooting her a wry smirk, A.J. started getting out all his awesome milkshake making tools. "How about you?"

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 03/26

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She raised her brows, clearly not believing him. That stuff had to be made up by someone. And a pig with no legs? Well, the poor piggy.

"Hey, you haven't got that cash yet. I could totally renege and see if I could get another dance out of you," she teased mischievously.

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 03/26

[by137.livejournal.com]

Hey, he had tentacles. You didn't need legs when you had tentacles and could fly.

"But that's evil, Annette. And I could totally refuse any more dancing unless I get what you already owe me."

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 03/26

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

Wednesdays meant dealing with the idiots in Dr. Mizrahi's class, which meant Anemone was in the mood for food by the time class was over. Thinking always made her hungry.

Besides, she had a present for her favorite counter-boy.

"Hey, A.J., busy? Or can I hang out and pester you?"

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 03/26

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"Never too busy for pestering," A.J. said, and, to prove it, gave the towel that he was cleaning stuff with a little toss toward a bucket of sanitizer water, dried off his hands on his pants, and leaned on the counter. "What's up, Anemone?"

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 03/26

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

"Bored," she complained, taking a seat at the counter. "And? Since I obviously never feed you or anything..." Anemone plopped a lunchbox down and grinned. "Dirty pie."

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 03/26

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A.J.'s jaw dropped in an expression of pleased surprise as he eyed the lunchbox. "Awwwwww," he gushed between a few chuckles, "you got me dirty pie! Anemone! You shouldn't have!"

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 03/26

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

"I know. There's probably something deeply wrong about bringing dirty pie to a boy at work," she said, "but I can't think of what it would be, so you get pie."

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 03/26

[intraspective]

This was so not her regular day to go and visit A.J., but since it had been closed on Sunday...

Well. She slipped inside the diner, on a lunch break, and fixed him with a Look. Okay, okay, it was a fairly mild Look but still. "You weren't here on Sunday!"

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 03/26

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"Shhhh!" A.J.'s eyes bugged out a little at Ino and he pressed a finger to his lip, lowering his voice. "I'm hoping no one noticed. I had to disappear this weekend to go home real quick."

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 03/26

[intraspective]

Ino looked indignant, and amused. "What? I count as no one? I noticed." She glanced at him though. "Nothing wrong though? Is everything okay there?"

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 03/26

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"Well, you noticing is okay," A.J. said. "Not because you're no one, but because you're not my boss. And, yeah, don't worry." He shook his head a little. "It was just because of Easter. My parents usually don't give a rat's ass, but Mom must have been in a weird mood and wanted me home for the holiday."

Re: Talk to A.J. -- 03/26

[intraspective]

"I'd be an awesome boss if I was one," Ino informed him, "but I guess your point stands. I guess." She blinked at him. "Your Mom made you come home just for chocolate bunnies and egg hunting?"

Ino totally missed the point of Easter.

Mod your Service -- 03/26

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Even the cool kids are doing it.

OOC -- 03/16

[by137.livejournal.com]

I swear, if it weren't for how much I drink while I'm actually there, this job would cure me of my addiction to coffee.