Luke's Diner, February 7 (Monday)

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

You'd think Lacey ought to have been frustrated by the sudden influx of rose petals all over her diner, just on account of the mess they made.

Oh, no. Lacey thought they were downright adorable. Filling up two drawers of her cash register, sure, but adorable -- and they made such a nice decoration for the dessert case, and maybe she could come up with some creative plating arrangements today, and, and, and . . .

Today's Specials
Provençal Chicken and Tomato Roast
French Onion Soup
Broccoli Soup with Leeks and Thyme

NOW HIRING - See Manager for Details
Friday and Saturday shifts available!

Luke's is open, and brewing with rose-scented plans. Fear.

[OOC: The OCD is allergic to the rose petals, though. Diner open, usual possible-SP warnings apply.]

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[colourfulscents.livejournal.com]

Still, it was a good effort. And that quaver was exactly why Angua had decided to just get that part out and done with. Her smile was vaguely apologetic.

"Transferring back, really," she offered. "I'll probably be heading back by the end of the week."

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

Lacey didn't waste any time (except to dig through the rose petals that had materialized in the pocket of her apron to get to her order pad) coming up with a full, carrot-free vegetarian lunch course, scribbling quickly to mask a tiny bit of her surprise.

"Back to Ankh-Morpork," she concluded a bit sadly. "Well. You have been missing it there for a while, haven't you?"

[colourfulscents.livejournal.com]

"Honestly?" Angua said, sighing slightly as she leaned on the counter. "No. Not really. But I do miss the people. And I miss actually doing a job. And I've never been very good at staying in one place for too long. That's what brought me here in the first palce."

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

Lacey tried for a moment, and failed, to picture Sgt. Quinton and Constable Pelly . . . actually doing a job. But that was all very apples-to-oranges, wasn't it?

"In that case, you did a pretty good job of staying here for a while," she noted ruefully as the bell on the service counter rang to let her know the broccoli soup was ready. She got that set out on the counter -- yes, with rose petals strewn carefully around the edges of the saucer beneath the bowl -- along with a glass of water and leaned against the counter in return. "And dealing with Ralph and the troopers just isn't the same, right?"