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luke's diner | saturday | august 15

Ned was no longer a girl. He was glad of that for the sheer fact that he didn't want the kitchen staff to spend their day teasing him but he was unhappy about that for...a few other reasons. Still, he knew how to work and bake and do things in this body so, with a glare to the staff to keep questions to themselves, he went to work.

TODAY'S SPECIALS
Spicy Baked Macaroni
Shrimp Pad Thai
Deeply Chocolate Gelato

Luke's was open and gender correct.

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If you'd rather not deal with the piemaker.

He's around and he'll be happy to help.

Veronica hadn't been to Luke's in ages, so she decided to stop in and grab a burger for dinner.

She froze when she spotted the boy behind the counter.

Ned didn't immediately see who'd come in, caught up in putting the finishing touches on something he was baking.

"One moment," he called.

After her run-in with Rose earlier, Veronica was tempted to just turn around and leave.

But she was hungry and didn't feel like cooking. "Okay."

Poor Ned shouldn't have picked that plate of the finish food up because, as soon as he looked up and saw who was there, Ned jumped and the food on that plate went flying.

Ooops.

"Maybe I should just go," Veronica suggested. Obviously creepy basement guy had been a sleeper.

"I, uh, I..." He frantically tried to clean the food off his shirt, doing anything so he didn't have to look up at her and freak out some more. "You just s-surprised me."

"Sorry. I had no idea that you were, uh, you know. Here," Veronica said. "I just wanted a burger for dinner."

"You, uh, right." He shook his head and tried to signal one of the staff to get that started. "Burger. Good choice!"

Veronica nodded. "I, uh... I'm not evil. Just so you know."

"I didn't think you were." Liar. "I'm just...nervous by nature."

"Um, so, yeah," she said. "That whole thing was just... weird."

"That's putting it lightly," he muttered, rubbing his face warily. "I--sorry."

"No need to apologize," Veronica assured him. "It wasn't you and it wasn't me."

"I meant more the...food tossing," he mumbled nervously. "But that's a good apology to make too."

Veronica waved her hand. "Really no need to apologize. For anything."

"Right, okay, sure," he said and scurried back into the kitchen to get her food. He stayed there for a bit, taking a few deep breaths to calm himself down.

The things Anakin had said to her on Thursday were very much on Veronica's mind while she waited for her food.

Poor Ned was still too flaily to take it out to her himself so he had another staff member do it and he followed the staff person out.

"Just off the grill," he said with as much enthusiasm as he could muster. "Hopefully, it's, um, good and stuff."

And well done. No blood there, no.

"Thanks," Veronica said. "And, hey, listen. The stuff that happened? It wasn't you. And you can't hold yourself responsible for what he did."

Aww, someone listened to Anakin.

"Right, of course," he said, hearing the words but not really able to take them into full consideration. "I know."

He knew, he just couldn't make himself believe that.

"And I know it's easier to say it than to truly believe it," she said. "But I keep reminding myself and it helps a little more each time."

"Yeah, okay," Ned said, backing away a little and stuffing his hands in his pockets. "I'll see what I can do."

And he'd totally fail.

Veronica somehow suspected that. She pulled out her wallet to pay for her food and handed him one of her business cards. "I'm heading back to California next week," she said. "But if you ever need to talk to someone who understands, you're welcome to call."

"Thanks," he mumbled, taking the card and shoving it in the pocket of his apron. "Hope the food's good and all. Just off the grill."

Yeah, he'd said that already.

Luckily the other diner worker had packed her food to go. "Thanks, I'm sure I'll enjoy it. See you later."

"Bye," he said, already focusing on the floor and finding the pattern there fascinating.

Stupid nervous boy.

Zoe had decided on picking up food for dinner tonight instead of cooking herself, and went up to the counter to study the specials list.

Ned had some dishes in one hand and a half finished pie from a few previous customers in the other when he heard someone out front.

When he spotted Principal Winchester, he eeped (yes, that's a word) and crashed into the side of the counter, sending the empty plates clattering to the floor and the pie flat against Ned's shirt.

The noise caught Zoe's attention, and she stared at Ned. "Are you all right?"

"Just fine!" Ned said, voice tight and high pitched. "I just...slipped. Clumsy and all. Um. Hi!"

"Hi there," Zoe said. She had enough self-control that she was only laughing on the inside. "You have a bit of something on you," she said, pointing to his shirt.

"I know," he said, turning red in the face and feeling it spread to his neck. "I can get it!"

That last was said without thinking and he sort of stepped away from her, brushing at his shirt.

"I figured you could," Zoe said, waiting patiently. "Has it been a long day?"

"You could say that," he said, hurriedly cleaning off his shirt. "I'm getting...some surprises."

"Is your kitchen staff still female?" Zoe asked. "It should wear off soon if they are."

"No, no, nothing like that," he said, looking down at his feet and focusing there. "They're fine, you're fine, I'm fine, so it's not an evil day!"

"Are Saturdays usually evil?" Zoe asked. They seemed a little crazy from her end, at the moment.

"No and that's not an invitation to make them evil!" Ned sputtered, nearly retreating behind the counter.

"I'm not a fan of evil either," Zoe said calmly. "I would just like to pick up some food for dinner, if that's all right."

"You, uh, look li--" Not her, not her. "Sorry. I've had some bad...sorry."

He shook his head.

"Anything you'd like?"

"The shrimp pad thai? Enough for two," Zoe said, giving Ned a more gentle look as she leaned closer over the counter so she could lower her voice and still be heard. "Are you sure you're all right?"

"F-fine," he said, leaning back some in case she tried to pet his hair again. He really needed to start separating one island from another. "Someone else is going to cook that for you, not me, I don't cook things right now, no concoctions!"

He shook his head and slapped the notepad with the order into a staff member's hand.

"All right," Zoe said, giving him a strange look as she moved away. "You have a good day now, okay?"

Ned just nodded hurriedly, head ducked and one arm moving in what was sort of a flaily wave.

SP from me due to an in town guest. Should be able to get all pings later this afternoon/evening.

al;sjdflkjfls awwwwwwwwwwww, NED. *hugs him*

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