Luke's, Monday

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Eliot was in a fantastic mood at the diner today, as evidenced by the fact that he took over the kitchen with a smile instead of a scowl of irritation at whatever weirdness the kitchen staff was up to.

Also by the fact that he was humming.

If Hardison asked, he'd grumble something about it being stuck in his head. Of course, if he noticed Hardison coming, he'd probably make sure to stop occasionally shaking his hips as he moved across the kitchen to grab supplies.

Today's specials
Lamb meatballs with feta and lemon
Mediterranean zucchini sticks
Biscotti parfait with mascarpone cheese

Luke's was open.

Comments

Mod your service

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The staff is debating whether or not today is a good day to ask for raises.

Talk to Eliot

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He's spun or flipped literally everything he's picked up in the kitchen today. And somehow not yet managed to lose any fingers. . . .

OOC

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Nice balmy day after several unseasonably cold ones = ALLERGY EXPLOSION