Cafe Luke's, Monday

[lovemykilt]

Priestly was still pretty tired and cranky from having spent several days living on nicotine, caffeine, freeverse poetry, and interpretive dance, but at least he actually made it out of bed today, which is more than could be said for Sunday.

The kitchen staff snapping at him when he walked in wasn't helping.

Today's specials
Cheesesteak sandwiches
onion rings

Luke's was (a little grudgingly) open.

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[lovemykilt]

The waitstaff may or may not be snapping.

Talk to Priestly

[lovemykilt]

He's the one over in the corner with sunglasses on, nursing a tall glass of water.

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[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Kenzi also had her sunglasses on, and was feeling better. Somewhat.

"Post-weed munchies," she mumbled. "Nothing like Doritos, please."

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[lovemykilt]

"No corn chips," Priestly agreed. "Sandwich?"

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[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Sandwich," Kenzi agreed, sighing as she put her head down on the counter. "And some dignity."

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[lovemykilt]

"Would that I had any to spare." Or any at all, really. Priestly sighed. "How much of the island did you manage to corrupt with your evil weed, anyway?"

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[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"It's all kinda hazy," Kenzi admitted. "There was some handing out of stuff. And spiking the punch with it at the dance. Plus the super secret hepcat hideout. I dunno, half of it?" She put her sunglasses back on. "I don't even like weed. It makes me stupid. So stupid."

That might have been the blue idiot balls too, but the drugs really didn't help at all.

"You rocked the turtleneck though. Gotta say."

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[lovemykilt]

"There was some special stupid going around anyway," Priestly pointed out. "Pretty sure Kitty doesn't usually have trouble with abstract concepts."

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[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"I'd be giving her so much crap for confusing policemen with dust bunnies if I hadn't been just as dumb." Kenzi grimaced. "Meh. That was some special, special kinda crazy happening. Do we know why it happened? 'Cause I wanna be in Canada, next time."

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[lovemykilt]

"No idea, but I've been kind of avoiding listening to the radio, just in case I don't remember all the stupid crap I personally did."

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[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Gawd." Kenzi sulked a bit, trying to remember more. "Some of it kind of runs together, but I definitely got arrested. And escaped. I'm so lucky they don't re-arrest you for island insanity."

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[lovemykilt]

"Arrested for what, the pot?"

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[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Pot, resisting arrest, escaping custody, being a Commie." She frowned. "I need to yell at Tony for that. Talk about McCarthy legalities."

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

There had been a bongo-backed poem about winter and smoke and weed and hep-ness on her voicemail, Friday night. So of course Dinah was obligated to call on Monday.

"Hey, dude. Are you you today?"

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[lovemykilt]

"Other than having to regrow my goatee again," Priestly said. "Yep, all parts present and accounted for."

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah shuddered reflexively (she owned her issues, she just couldn't contol 'em). "So what was that? Was it just you, or did other people end up with poetry and bongos?"

And hey, at least he didn't die this time!

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Well, not in a literal sense at least.

"Weird black-and-white-washing. Pretty sure I got hit with a slightly delayed version, since I remember seeing some black and white kids running around while still being me." He cleared his throat. "Assuming that wasn't an alcohol induced hallucination."

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah cackled. "I was going to ask if you killed the entire bottle of bourbon I sent you..."

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[lovemykilt]

"Almost? I'd already been drinking awhile before I cracked it open." Priestly rubbed his head. "On the other hand, being a beatnik is an effective way to at least postpone a hangover."

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Awwww. Well, I'm glad you had a fun birthday. And then got over being a 'hepcat.' Ooo. Hey, are there pix?"

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[lovemykilt]

"Are you kidding? Fifties-me barely figured out how to use a non-rotary phone."

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"I am so so sad that I didn't get to see it-- and so so glad I missed it. I'd probably have turned into Suzy Insane Homemaker or something." She grinned. "Did you have a leather jacket? Or, did you have Fifties chick girlfriend?"

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[lovemykilt]

"More like a black turtleneck, habit of calling grown women 'kitten' and a severe distrust of greasers and squares."

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Kitten?!" Ahahahahaha. Cough. Ahem.

"That is so... yeah. See, I can see it. Just, I would've left the goatee in place."

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[lovemykilt]

It's amazing how tiring not doing much of anything for a weekend can be.