Luke's Diner, 9/13 (Monday)

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Lacey had been nattering on to the staff for a while now about a hundred little initiatives they could all take to be more environmentally conscious around the diner: CFL lightbulbs, more ecofriendly soaps and cleaning supplies, installing timers on the lighting, being careful about how often they opened the fridge, yadda yadda yadda.

She'd ordered the soaps and cleaning supplies over the weekend, come in this morning with a bag of CFL lightbulbs to tackle the kitchen and supply room lighting installations, and -- discovered that the walls had somehow sprouted wall planters of spinach and broccoli overnight.

"Boy, when I said I wanted to go green, this isn't exactly what I had in mind."

Today's Specials
Cobb Salad (with or without bacon)
Spinach and Mushroom Omelette
Penne with Hazelnut Gremolata and Roasted Broccoli

NOW HIRING - SEE MANAGER FOR DETAILS

Luke's is not a greenhouse, but it's open.

Comments

Re: Talk to Lacey [9/13]

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

Yeah, well, move over, sushi on a conveyor.

"I think you're right." Lacey tapped her fingers against the counter and grinned, wide. "I think I'm going to go for it. You're the best, Angua."

Re: Talk to Lacey [9/13]

[colourfulscents.livejournal.com]

Angua, who figured she could come up with at least five points to debunk that statement in at least five seconds, snorted slightly, but she did ask, "Does being the best get me anything off my lunch?"

Re: Talk to Lacey [9/13]

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

Shh, Lacey had a Positive Reinforcement Quota to meet for the day! (This was an unofficial guideline at best, but she liked it.)

"In honor of the salad bar that I think I'm going to name in your honor --" oh, yes, this just got better and better -- "your lunch is on the house today."

Re: Talk to Lacey [9/13]

[colourfulscents.livejournal.com]

An Angua Salad. Half the people who ordered it would probably even be able to pronounce it.

"Do we...have to?" Angua asked, with a wince.

Re: Talk to Lacey [9/13]

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

You know what this meant? Break out the wibble-face.

"We . . . don't have to," Lacey offered, looking a bit bewildered.

Re: Talk to Lacey [9/13]

[colourfulscents.livejournal.com]

And the wibble face was not fair, really. It seemed to gain more power every time Lacey used it.

Angua frowned, distressed. "Well, I mean, I'm sure there's a much better name...."

Re: Talk to Lacey [9/13]

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

If you struck the wibble-face down, it would become more powerful than -- wait, no.

"Well, I could name it after me, I guess," Lacey said thoughtfully, "but that does seem a little tacky. Besides, you're the one who inspired me to focus more on vegetarian-friendly options!"

Re: Talk to Lacey [9/13]

[colourfulscents.livejournal.com]

"Maybe sit on it for a few days," suggested Angua, holding up her hands as if to suggest they not rush into such hasty, embarrassing decisions. "Who knows when inspiration might strike?"

Re: Talk to Lacey [9/13]

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Flash-cut to Lacey standing in a field with an umbrella, looking up into a clear blue sky.

Out of nowhere, a huge, cheesy-CGI lightning bolt labeled INSPIRATION flashes down and blackens a patch of canola precisely three feet away as Lacey shrieks and jumps back.

Flash-cut to the same field, apparently several hours later, now COVERED WITH SINGED PATCHES . . . and Lacey completely unsinged, standing in the middle of it all.

***

". . . it might never strike again, though!" she protested, looking Very Genuinely Worried about this. "Sometimes you've just gotta go with it in the moment, you know?"

Re: Talk to Lacey [9/13]

[colourfulscents.livejournal.com]

Angua, who couldn't for the life of her understand where all that worry could be even coming from, arched an eyebrow.

"If you haven't come up with anything else by next Monday," she offered, in a way that she hoped was reasonable and irrefutably so, "then, fine, we can call it the bloody Angua Salad."