Luke's Diner, August 11 (Monday)

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Lacey's day hadn't started off so well -- when you stumbled out of bed at disgusting o'clock in the morning (she'd been up half the night cursing the CBC Olympics website for not letting her watch streaming video from the U.S., and finally settled for watching NBC's late-night coverage only to discover she'd missed all the pretty, pretty swimmers) and headed for the bathroom to wash your face, only to end up in the duck pond in the park, then took every possible wrong-turn-that-should've-been-right to finally make it back to your apartment, much more awake but in much more desperate need of a shower, it wasn't an auspicious start to the day.

So cue the diner opening up an hour and a half later than usual, which was to say by the time Lacey, en route from her bedroom door to the front door, somehow ended up in the diner's storage closet, pounding on the door until the dishwasher finally made it to work and let her out.

She hadn't been lost. It had just been a creative detour.

Today's Specials
Bacon, egg, and cheese breakfast burgers
Poutine
Navy bean soup

Luke's is open. You know. If you can find your way in.

[OOC: We are OCD-ified today, but as Project of Doom continues (*weep*) modding will be your best bet since I'll be slow slow slow.]