Luke's Diner, Thursday

[geniuswithasmartphone]

Hardison was appreciating having his Thursday mornings back--which he celebrated usually by sleeping right through them. It was late afternoon by the time he came wandering down the stairs, hungry and still rubbing sleep from his eyes.

He paused on the last step, staring at the staff who were all dressed in steampunk gear and brandishing weapons at one another. They froze, only the pew, pew! of Cook's laser pistol making any noise. "Yo, don't even worry about me," Hardison said sleepily, waving them back into motion again. "You do you. 'What, y'all think I don't got steampunk gear upstairs?"

Maybe after his first bottle of orange soda, he'd even go put it on!

Today's Specials
Selection of Summer Sandwiches
Gougères
Classic Scones with Clotted Cream and Jam
Raspberry Millefeuilles

[OCD-free!]

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[throughaphase]

Kitty had just come in to get lunch, and she took one look around as she reached the counter and said, "...Okay, sure."

[geniuswithasmartphone]

"Right?" Hardison said, surrounded by a plate of tiny, crustless sandwiches. He gave Kitty a smile and a wave. "I'm not even entirely sure what or why."

He gave it a second, waiting for a waitress or busboy to come and see what Kitty wanted, but while they were too busy playing dressup. "Yo, can I get you somethin'? Beyond a show of what the hell, cause you're gettin' that regardless."

[throughaphase]

"I came to bring lunch home. What are summer sandwiches, and are there fall sandwiches?" she wondered.