Luke's Diner, Thursday, August 12th

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine spent a few moments when she arrived just standing in the doorway. The place looked at it had before she'd disappeared last week, the counter and specials board intact -- it even smelled the same, which was a little disconcerting.

Turns out that was because they'd repeated the same specials, in honor of Francine's day at work getting ruined the last time. She refrained from telling the kitchen staff that the idea was sweet but the flashbacks were kind of freaking her the crap out, when she realized that also meant the Nanaimo Bars were back.

This time she didn't disappear when she reached for one.

Or two.

Or three.

Specials
Beef brisket
Double-baked cheesy potatoes
Buttered carrots
Nanaimo Bars

Luke's was open and free of dimensional rips.

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[thatsamilkshake]

Mmm, Nanaimo Bars.

Talk to Francine

[thatsamilkshake]

Who is probably still running her hand along the counter every so often just to reassure herself it's there.

Re: Talk to Francine

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

And that would be a Dinah, reassuring herself that Francine was still there, plopping herself down on a spinny stool. "What's a Nanaimo bar? And hi!"

Re: Talk to Francine

[thatsamilkshake]

"Those things in the pastry stand right in front of your nose," Francine replied unhelpfully, grinning. "Hi."

Re: Talk to Francine

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah stuck out her tongue, then asked, "But what's in it?" before taking a bite. Then groaned. "Don't care. More please." She swallowed. "How's your week going now that you're back?"

Re: Talk to Francine

[thatsamilkshake]

"Chocolate, custard, and cookie crumbs," Francine told her, now that it didn't matter anymore. "Which is pretty much how my week's been going. Except for church." She shuddered and reached for a bar herself. For emotional comfort, OMG.

Re: Talk to Francine

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah blinked, licking off some coconut, and said, "Interesting but understandable combination there. Especially if the rest of the chocolate and cookies are this yummy. I had Dr. Horrible wanting photos of the monsters." Shudder. And take another bite. For comfort!

Re: Talk to Francine

[thatsamilkshake]

"There were bugs in church today. Singing bugs. Singing Cel ---is his name really Horrible?" Whi

Re: Talk to Francine

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Singing what?" Dinah swallowed another bite. "And I asked him if it was his legal name and he said it was none of my business. 'Young Lady.' I'm guessing his real name is something like Wilbur or Egon or another unintimidating thing."

Re: Talk to Francine

[thatsamilkshake]

"Singing Celine Dion songs. It was like the Chipmunks if there were a thousand of them."

Re: Talk to Francine

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Could you blame Katchoo if, this week, she paused outside the diner and peered in through a window for any sign of half a specials board missing before she actually entered?

Regardless of your answer, that's exactly what she did.

Then, upon spotting the dessert case, plunked herself down on the stool that had been missing last week (ha! Take that, island!) and chucked a thumb at the case. "You saved some of those for me, right? 'cause we do have that new set of Bitterwoman anniversary re-release DVDs waiting to be watched, and you know what the tradition is."

Re: Talk to Francine

[thatsamilkshake]

"Eat everything in Luke's Diner?" Francine suggested. It wasn't exactly the tradition; it was a modern improvement!

Re: Talk to Francine

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"Ambitious." Katchoo drummed her fingers on the countertop and tried to sneak a Nanaimo bar. "But then, it is a special edition and all."

Re: Talk to Francine

[thatsamilkshake]

"You do know everything you steal comes out of my salary, right?"

It...probably didn't, knowing Lacey, but it was fun to tease her.

Re: Talk to Francine

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"Francine!" Oooh, the utter feignedness of that feigned indignation. "I wouldn't steal from your workplace! I'm just borrowing 'em."

Yes. Borrowing the food. This was really nothing more than a setup for Katchoo to be gross, but she figured it had only been a week -- or less, if you counted from the time everyone came back. She was allowed, dammit.

Re: Talk to Francine

[thatsamilkshake]

"How do you borrow --- EWW KATINA CHOOVANSKI DO NOT ANSWER THAT EWW."

Re: Talk to Francine

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"Whaaaaaaaaat?" She'd take Francine getting grossed out at the childish implication; better than getting grossed out at mutated humans or giant bugs or whatever the hell else horrific had gotten thrown at them last week. "It's not like making more won't make her happy or anything."

Re: Talk to Francine

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

There miiiight have been noise from her phone as a text just so happened to pop up.

RIPS IN SPAACE???

Re: Talk to Francine

[thatsamilkshake]

Oh look, there was the other medieval shoe dropping.

--They're gone now!--

Re: Talk to Francine

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

He was not a shoe!

YOU SURRE?

Re: Talk to Francine

[thatsamilkshake]

Oh fine, the other medieval boot.

--Well I'm back, and there's no monsters anymore, and the Nanaimo Bars are here too so I'd say yes!--

Re: Talk to Francine

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Okay, that was just horrible to say, Francine. If only because Merlin could only understand so much.

nanaimo bars??

Re: Talk to Francine

[thatsamilkshake]

--They're cookie things with chocolate and custard! The space-rip ate them last week.--

So helpful, Francine.

Re: Talk to Francine

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

IT ATE BISCUITTS?

Merlin. Capslock is not your friend.

OOC

[thatsamilkshake]

Long morning was long.