Luke's, Sunday

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan walked into Luke's and was very nearly bowled over by what he could only describe as a hovering monstrosity composed of noodles and meatballs. It pulled up short just before it could run into him, reared back a little, and then just... kind of reached a noodle out and patted him on the shoulder before flying out the door and ascending up, up, up, out of sight, into the heavens.

He stared after it for a minute, and then looked back into the store, where the staff was staring at him, mouths agape.

"What?"

Welcome to Luke's!
Today's Specials:
Pancakes, your choice of toppings!
Spaghetti!


As Kanan settled in for his shift and chased the staff back to their respective jobs, he could have sworn he'd heard the busboy whisper, "He's been touched by His Noodly Appendage."

... Sure.

[OOC: Open! Possible SP today as the brother unit visits to ransck my D&D books.]

Comments

[uncertain_dume]

"Deal," Kanan replied. "No friendly Hutt conversations. Honestly. I'd rather deal with the gundark."

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"I wouldn't go that far. It'd just ruin the welcome picnic," she pointed out.

[uncertain_dume]

"Hey, the new kids will have to deal with something like it eventually anyway," Kanan pointed out, waving a hand around illustratively. "Better if they show up knowing what they're in for."

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"I don't know about that. I'm pretty sure no one actually believes me about the fish. They'd probably think this was a trick to haze them," she pointed out.

[uncertain_dume]

"You figure they wouldn't believe an actual gundark?"

...

"Okay, that's fair. Nobody does denial quite the same way folks who end up here seem to."

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"I turned into a bird literally in front of my roommate and she thought I just went somewhere else."

The denial was strong with that one.

[uncertain_dume]

"... Going above and beyond the call to believe that everything here is normal, huh?"

That was impressive.

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"I think she's gotten better?"

She had not.

[uncertain_dume]

"How much better?"

Kanan was concerned.

[seriesofbaddecisions]

Sabine opened her mouth to give an example, and then stopped.

"She's probably just not being vocal about it."

[uncertain_dume]

"So... just better at not acknowledging that she isn't acknowledging it," Kanan surmised.

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"That sounds about right," she said slowly. "One of these times I'm going to have to find out whether she actually thinks I'm from where I am, but we can let that slide for a while."

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan gave his head a bemused shake.

"Rough island for anyone who doesn't believe in the weird," he noted. "I guess... yeah, let her have that bit of denial for a little longer. Comparatively, where people are from is harmless."

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"One thing at a time," she agreed. "I'm sure the island will throw something weirder at us to deal with way before we have to deal with that."

[uncertain_dume]

"I'd say that sounds like an invitation, but really, the island's going to do that whether we tempt it to or not," Kanan noted.

Because, look, he'd been blamed for inviting trouble before, but when it came around every few months almost like clockwork, whose fault was it really?