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Cafe Luke's | Friday | July 8

The move to England had not gone unnoticed by Bod. He'd been dealing with palpable excitement all week, thoughts running through his head about the state of the graveyard he'd come from and if it was changed or untouched. He couldn't get the thoughts out of his head which made him more talkative and twitchy this morning. He tried to get rid of some of the energy by helping the staff cook but he was still excited.

TODAY'S SPECIALS
Almost Famous Cheesecake Pancakes
Mozzarella Pillows
Tiramisu

Cafe Luke's was open and staffed by a very excitable Englishman!

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He's moving from the kitchen to the front of the diner so it should be easy to flag him down if he's needed!

Kate showed up near the end of Bod's shift, wearing the longest and most respectable looking dress she owned. She had a reason for that, too.

She probably had a reason for the slight smile as well, when she came in and gave him a little wave.

"Hullo there," Bod said, tossing his rag over a shoulder and smiling. "Has your stomach brought you to see me today?"

"Well, actually, seeing that there's tiramisu it might as well have," she replied, making her way to the counter. "Though I actually came to wait out the rest of your shift."

Bod signaled to the cook in the back to start making her up a tiramisu before he leaned over the counter to try and encourage her into a hello kiss.

"I like your dress. I like you. Thank you for coming by and giving me someone to walk home with."

"Actually," she started as she leaned to meet him, never one to say no to a hello kiss, "I was kinda wondering if you'd wanna take a walk in the city with me before going back to the dorms."

"You want to go into England?" Bod asked, smile widening after he'd kissed her. "I haven't been yet. I was thinking about going myself but yes yes, going with you is so much better. Yes, I'd love to."

[And I flee to commute home!]

"Good," Kate beamed at him, then gestured down at her outfit. "See, I even went through my closet for the dress that's least likely to make all those vintage people think I'm a hooker."

"You're beautiful as always," Bod said, reaching out to stroke his fingers across one of her cheeks. "And you've made my day better just by stopping in."

"Aww, thanks," she said, hiding a smile by looking down. "That wasn't my plan but I'll take it as an added plus."

"Have you gone into England yet?" Bod asked, reaching behind him for her newly made tiramisu so he could put it in front of her. "I haven't yet."

"Nope," she replied, shaking her head. "I was going to, yesterday, but I got distracted."

"Is everything all right?" Bod wondered, handing her a spoon and leaning against the counter.

"Mmhmm," Kate claimed, around her initial spoonful of tiramisu. "Everything's fine."

Or, you know, not everything but she had decided to take a break from all of that.

"Good," he murmured, smiling at her. "How's the tiramisu? I helped make it and thought it tasted quite good."

"Oh, it's really good," she replied, nodding emphatically. He could probably tell from how quickly it seemed to be vanishing off her plate, too. "You're turning into quite the chef."

"Not really but thank you for saying that," Bod laughed, shaking his head. "I manage to follow the instructions and the actual cooks back there save me from making any very bad mistakes."

"Shush, and accept my compliments," Kate chuckled. "It's very good tiramisu, anyway."

"I've accepted it," he laughed, shaking his head. "I just know I wouldn't get far without help. I'm still learning. We might be able to get some authentic food in town later if you're still hungry."

"We'll see," she sreplied, shrugging. "I don't know how good the food is in these times."

"Have faith," Bod requested, smiling at her. "If there's nothing good there, we can go to the actual mainland and have dinner there. How does that sound?"

"Awesome." So awesome, in fact, that she leaned in to reach for another kiss. Just because the day hadn't been the greatest (though not the aboslute worst, either), and she wanted the good things.

And maybe also because she probably tasted like tiramisu. "It sounds like a really good plan."

She did taste like tiramisu and he found himself licking his lips after he'd pulled away. "Mmm, you taste sweet. I guess it's a good thing I didn't give you something hot and spicy and then let you kiss me. I'd be reaching for water right now."

I wonder if it's ever gonna stop raining.

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