Luke's Diner, August 24 (Monday)

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The laptop was back out today, and Lacey had finally been able to get the pandas in MyZoo. Lacey had also spent most of the previous day watching a marathon of Planet Earth on the Discovery Channel, which meant that there was a lot of cooing over the Breeding screen.

Because those virtual Facebook animals had really wanted to have facts about their own feeding habits and proximity to extinction related to them by a well-meaning but ditzy coffeeslinger. Really.

Today's Specials
Plum Onion Turkey Sandwich (on honey wheat bread)
Potato Salad
Turkey Meatloaf

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Luke's is open, and in no danger of not passing a health department hygiene check (hopefully), since all the animals are virtual. Right.

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[longislandiceme]

"They're still around," Bobby confirmed. "And they suck."

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[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

"But - how do th' machines know?" George asked. "Can ye break 'em?"

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[weetinyreese.livejournal.com]

"They can always be broken. You have to know their weak spot." Sometimes it was being crushed by a giant rock. Or a car. Or, well, you get the picture. "But yeah, how do they know if you can do...that?" He gestured to the glass.

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[longislandiceme]

"The guy who built them programmed them to seek out anyone with an X-Gene," Bobby said. "That's the, uh, thing that makes me a mutant." Well, at least as far as he understood it anyway.

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[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

George had completely lost what the hell they were talking about.

Which didn't mean he wasn't trying to look like he knew. What the hell they were talking about.