Luke's, Sunday

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan had only just set foot in the door of Luke's when the word, "No," escaped his lips.

The kitchen staff all turned to fix him with wide-eyed, totally innocent looks. From under the square pancakes they were wearing on their heads.

"You didn't graduate yesterday, those aren't mortarboards, and wearing pancakes on your head is unhygienic," Kanan said, slipping behind the counter and shaking his head at the lot of them.

"Yeah," the busboy said, "but Sundays are pancake days."

Kanan just sighed and rolled his eyes.

Today's Specials:
Mortarboard Pancakes! They're just regular pancakes, but they're square!

"How has Eliot not fired you all yet?"

The dishwasher grinned and tried to slap a pancake onto Kanan's head.

[OOC: Open!]

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[somethingwithturquoise]

She at least had her own bedroom, but even that had the whole dead brother's grave right in eyesight thing going on, but Summer was really trying to not be too much of a Negative Nancy right then.

So she just grimaced a little, then allowed a faint smile at the offer, a smile that quickly found purchase toward a smirk.

"I could always just come crash at you and Hera's. I never did get to that kitchen renovation I," threatened, "promised you."

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Kanan blinked, and then laughed and shrugged his shoulders.

"I mean, there's one bed and a sofa, and the bed's already spoken for," Kanan replied. And no, he wasn't mentioning that it was spoken for by both of them, because that always seemed to turn into A Thing. "But you're always welcome if you need a breather. And Hera's got two extra sleeping quarters on the Ghost if it comes to that. Not that I should be volunteering out parts of her ship..."

He didn't figure Hera would mind terribly if someone needed to crash in one of the empty rooms.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"I've lived in a small cabin on a tiny planet smaller than this island before," Summer shrugged, "I'm sure I can manage a sleeping bag on the floor if it comes to that. But thanks." She smiled a bit; sure, she could have assumed that if she really needed to escape the Smith household, she'd always have a place she could go here, but it felt really good to know that for sure. "You guys are really great, you know that? I should really try to stop and see Hera before I leave, too. Know what she's up to today?"

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan had no idea what to do with 'you guys are really great,' so he was going to just breeze on by that one and settle on that end bit.

"No clue," he admitted. "She might take Stance out at some point, but she could just as easily be in the scrapyard, doing maintenance on the Ghost. Have you got her number? You can always call and check."