Luke's Diner, March 15 (Sunday)

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

Lacey didn't usually go down to staff the diner herself on Sundays, but with the reports of all the little kids running around she kind of wanted to get in there and have some fun with them.

. . . Lacey's track record of good ideas wasn't exactly stellar.

She'd set up a stack of booster chairs and lots of coloring placemats and crayons, and the old buffet table had been wheeled out and arranged with all kinds of kid-friendly moddable food.

As for Lacey herself, she was bouncing around, beaming, and not at all unlike a little kid herself.

[OOC: Open, OCD free, and if you want to traumatize the woman with a phobia of balloons I'll love you forever.]

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Because she *looooved* the food there, and 'cause she was gonna go meet the others in the Preserve real soon now, Dinah went into town after talking a pedi-cab guy into taking her there, and stopped at Luke's Diner. Yay!

"Lacey! Lacey! Hi hi hi," Dinah said, holding her hands behind her back. "I got a surprise! Guess!"

[had to be done. heh.]

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

"Aww, hi there, sweetie! Who are you?" Lacey asked, leaning down and giving Dinah a bright smile. Apparently the girl knew who she was, but like Lacey could tell one kid from another?

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Dinah, silly!" Dinah chortled, bouncing on her toes. "You know me! I'm friends with Priestly and Edward and Cal and the guys who make me shakes!"

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

"Oh my gosh. It is you," Lacey stammered. You'd think the hyperactivity would have clued her in. And then the rest of what Dinah had said sank in and she beamed. "You brought me a surprise? Aww, that's so sweet!"

Selective interpretation there, but what can you do?

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Yesss! Heeeere," Dinah said, holding out the balloon from behind her back carefully. "For youu!"

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

"OH MY GOSH," Lacey blurted out, all but hyperventilating as she jumped back about five feet and shrieked.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Ack!" Dinah jumped too, startled out of her skin, and gave Lacey a big-eyed look. "What what what?"

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

"It's all round," Lacey wailed, pointing a shaky, accusatory finger in the vague vicinity of the balloon. "And floaty!"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"It's a balloon," Dinah said, staring at her, totally confused. "That's what they're like."

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

Coming to Luke's when she was tiny was almost a tradition for Mac. If you considered twice 'tradition' anyway.

She wandered up to the counter, hopping up onto her tipetoes and resting her arms and chin on it to look over at Lacey. "Can I have coffee?"

Hopefully this lady would be more accommodating in that respect than the guy with the baseball cap.

"... Please?"

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

"Coffee?" Lacey gave her a deer-in-the-headlights look. "Aren't you a little young for coffee?"

Tact and Lacey were not friends often. Today wasn't one of those days.

Figured.

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

"Nooooooope." Mac replied with a shake of her head. "I'm seven."

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

"But coffee stunts your growth," Lacey protested, and wondered if that was necessarily physical. It might explain a few things about Brent . . .

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

"Does not!" she said. "That's geneticism."

... Well, she's half way there.

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

"That's a really big word for a seven year old," Lacey noted. "If you really, really want coffee maybe I can put on a pot of decaf?"

Bad idea, Lacey. Bad, bad idea.

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

Mac pulled a face. "Gross." She probably wouldn't know the difference, if it were actually given to her, but that was what her parents estimation and therefore obviously correct.

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

"You know what?" Lacey asked, leaning over the counter to look at her. "I'm never letting you meet Brent, ever."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Since Johnny worked at Luke's, he figured he could play at Luke's.

He came running in holding a bunch of strings (five) that were trailing red and blue balloons.

"HI!"

Oooh! Hot dogs! He made a beeline for the buffet table and quickly shoved one in his mouth. Minus the bun, of course.

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

Aaaaaaaaaaand that would be Lacey shrieking hysterically again.

"Get them away get them away get them away!!!"

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Johnny looked behind him. Then back at Lacey, and grinned wide, running for her. "Watcha talkin' 'bout, Miss Lacey? I don't have no more worms. They died."

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

"The floaty things, the floaty things!" Lacey flailed. "And no dead worms around the food, either!"

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

He licked at his bottom lip and looked up at his balloons. He let them go so they floated to the celing. "Wheeeeeeeeeee!"

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

"Oh, did you have to do that?" The almost-hyperventilating was dangerously close to actual hyperventilating now. "Now they're just going to . . . hang there and loom and . . "

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

He giggled. "I will fly up there and get 'em for you if you want!" Johnny couldn't fly. Yet.

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

"Flying indoors is bad," Lacey managed to squeak out, even though she was tempted, because balloons. Evil, evil, scary balloons.