Luke's, Sunday

[uncertain_dume]

Once again, Kanan came in to a shift with no stacks of pancakes piled up to the ceiling.

This week, he wasn't so certain he trusted it.

"What's the special this week, guys?"

The cook gave him a blank look.

"Do you... know what you're going to be cooking this morning at all?" Kanan hedged.

The rest of the kitchen staff joined the cook in giving Kanan a blank look.

"Do you remember how to make food?"

The dish-washer laid a hand on his shoulder.

...

...

"Fine, make your kriffing pancakes."

So, it was another pancake day today.

[OOC: Also open, also OCD-free!]

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[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer probably shouldn't be around alcohol. Summer probably should know better, as alcoholism was pretty rampant on the Sanchez side of her family, proven quite effectively by the fact that her mom was already drunk on wine when she called earlier to wish her a happy mother's day. It earned Summer another bout of the "you try being a horse surgeon in a world where new medicine means horses live longer than tortoises" speech, but Summer had a hangover herself from her party, so she braced herself and listened and told her mom that, hey, it was her day, if she wanted to spend it in a wine oblivion, she earned it, good job at getting knocked up and having a shitty car that would break down on the way to the clinic so you were stuck with having the kid.

Whoo-hooo. Yay family.

Anyway, if Summer came into the Luke's that Sunday looking like she probably should have stayed away from both vodka last night and the phone this morning, that was why. She sat down on a stool, served Bus Driver Guy with a pouty face, and said, "I don't suppose I can get my free pie as well as a credit on the biggest, greasiest burger you can make, could I? I spent all my money on pizza for my party last night and I don't start my new job until Tuesday, but I neeeeeed a burger right now like no one's business."

Pause. "Also, hi."

[uncertain_dume]

Uh-oh. Kanan knew that look, and he offered Summer an almost sympathetic smile in reply.

"I think we can handle that," he replied, sending an order to the kitchen for exactly that."Good party, was it?"

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Eh," Summer shrugged a little, a shrug that melted into a headachy little slump toward the counter. "Pretty good. Really small. My last school was much bigger, so it's weird wrapping my head around the fact that a small party here is still a good party. I had fun, though, and I like most of the people who were there, and we made drinks for the squirrels and everyone was talking with each other, nobody really was left out, so actually, yeah, it was a really good party, actually. Just...small."

But, considering the fall-out those big parties always seemed to have, it didn't seem such a bad thing.

[uncertain_dume]

"Doesn't need to be big to be good," Kanan noted. "So, what were you drinking that did you in so badly?"

He asked the most important questions, really.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"I....don't know what most of them were," said Summer, which really said ot all. "At least a few were Red Bull and vodka, though."

[uncertain_dume]

"Not familiar with Red Bull," Kanan admitted, after a pause. "Is it any good?"

Don't do it, Jarrus.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Oh, it's great!" said Summer, because she was seventeen and terrible. "Have you had SweetTarts? It's like that, but in liquid form."

[uncertain_dume]

"I have no idea what those are," Kanan laughed, shaking his head. "Think that's something I can find on the island?"

Because he wouldn't even be able to guess that they were like chalk candy from Hell, no.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"I'd be really surprised if you couldn't find it," said Summer, "but who knows with this place? On my Earth, it was a pretty popular candy, and they had it at the bus station, at least, so that's a good sign."

She offer to go to the general store to check for him, but the idea of moving too much right now was a very unpleasant one indeed.

[uncertain_dume]

"So, adding them to the list of Earth things I need to try," Kanan mused. "Red Bull and SweeTarts. Possibly at the same time."

That would end so badly.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Oh, no," Summer looked horrified. "Don't do that! That'll ruin the whole experience! You have to appreciate each flavor individually, really savor it for its own uniqueness, and appreciate the similarities separate from each other. You should start with the SweeTarts, though, because that's the original, I think? Enjoy it in the context of the sugary treat for children first, and then move on a little bit later to the more sophisticate intentions of the Red Bull energy drink, clearly marketed for a more mature audience. Then you can truly appreciate the evolution of the flavor profile."

It was almost as if Dr. Lector's class was already rubbing off on her. In all the wrong ways.

"Doing it together is like pairing a plaid top with a different plaid skirt. Way too much of a good thing."

[uncertain_dume]

Okay, but Dr. Lecter's wardrobe of choice generally involved far too much different plaid all at once...

"Uh," Kanan paused, but shrugged his shoulders a little. "Okay, so one at a time, candy first. I think I can handle that. Figure they'd have both at the convenience store, then?"

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Red Bull I know for sure since we had it last night, but the SweeTarts I didn't really look for."

They were still a little too pill-shaped for her liking at the moment.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve came into Luke's in his much-improved-over-the-Smithsonian tac suit. "Hey, Kanan. Can I get a coffee to go? Large one."

[uncertain_dume]

"No problem," Kanan said, reaching for a cup before even turning to look Steve's way. "You want anything in-- ha!"

Guess who'd just turned around to face you, Steve.

"No kidding, that looks better than the thing they had you singing and dancing in!"

[heroic_jawline]

"Thanks," Steve said. "This one also has padding in it, so it's actually useful in the field."

The padding wasn't what was making his shoulders look stupidly large, though. That was just Steve.

[uncertain_dume]

"Huh. I never got padding," Kanan said, wrinkling his nose a little bit. "Padding would've been nice."

Get on that, Jedi Order.

...

Right. Maybe not.

[heroic_jawline]

"It's definitely better than the first suit I had after I woke up," Steve said. "Hugely bright, useless pockets, and no protection."

It had offended both his soldier and artist sensibilities.

[uncertain_dume]

"Oh, great," Kanan snorted. "So you were a walking target with nowhere to keep anything useful."

Yeah, he was of the opinion that 'useless pockets' was the worst part of it all, himself.

[heroic_jawline]

"I didn't even have a holder for my shield," Steve said, making a face. "It's not like they didn't know I use it."

[uncertain_dume]

"How in the world did they not even consider that?" Kanan wrinkled his nose. "It'd be like leaving out the holster for my blaster. Especially if they're expecting you to go running into trouble."

He needed his blaster, okay? It was on his hip right now. He only left it behind when he was teaching, and even then, he wished he didn't have to.

[heroic_jawline]

"Well, they didn't really know I'd need to fight aliens ten days after being defrosted," Steve said a little wryly. "I think they were picturing public service announcements and shaking hands with politicians."

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan snorted and shook his head.

"I keep forgetting that people think aliens are weird around here," he admitted. "But you don't thaw out a long lost soldier and then kit him out with a cute costume and treat him like a kriffing toy. I'm actually a little insulted on your behalf."

[heroic_jawline]

Steve smiled. "Thanks. I've gotten over it, and I think they know me a little better now--the whole mystique of Captain America took over while I was asleep."

[uncertain_dume]

"A combination of nostalgia and imagination when mixed with your actual accomplishments, huh?"

Maybe that was just the way memory worked, when you won the war and weren't immediately double-crossed and wiped out. Seemed almost nice, except that Steve had about as many people left as Kanan did, after all that time.