Luke's Diner, Saturday

[what_the_shock]

Miguel walked into the diner and held up a hand. "Nope."

"But -"

"NO. St. Patrick's Day is tomorrow. If you want to terrorize someone with it, try the Sunday guy."

"But you're the Irish one!"

"Part Irish. Which just means I don't have to wear green, and I still get to punch anyone pinching me, so don't try it. And I'm doing the cooking today."

Today's Specials
Spicy beef and cheese empanadas
Carnitas with tortillas, lettuce, tomato, sour cream, and hot sauce
Churros

Luke's was open! The cook was sulking.

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[died8yearsago]

There were a few holidays that Rosa refused to spend anywhere other than back up in Brooklyn, and St. Patrick's Day was definitely one of them. She figured it wouldn't hurt to stop by the diner on her way out, though.

Forget the fact that it was technically out of the way since she lived right next to the causeway.

She'd considered the idea of bringing him along for about two-point-five seconds (she didn't know how it was in Future-World, but, where she was from, Tightpants was clearly an Irish name), but that was crazy, because that was top-tier, above even meeting parents. She definitely wasn't ready to deal with that.

"Hey, Tightpants," she called out when she came in, in case he was back in the kitchen doing his whole cooking thing, and she put her helmet on the counter as point that she wasn't planning on staying long, but see how that worked out for her last time. "I need some food for the road."

[what_the_shock]

"Yeah?" Miguel smiled. "Something to pack up for when you get there, or a little for along the way?"

[died8yearsago]

"Along the way," Rosa nodded. "There's always a spot about half-way up that I get hungry, but I'm in New Jersey, so I have to suck it up, because there's no way I'm getting food in New Jersey. Also, if it can be something I can manage while I ride so I don't even have to stop in New Jersey, you get bonus points."

[what_the_shock]

"Empanadas are great travel food," Miguel said, going to get some. "I'll pack them in a couple layers of bag so they stay warm. Just pull one out and go to town; no Jersey necessary."

[died8yearsago]

"I knew I could count on you, Tightpants."

Careful, there, Rosa. That grin was almost big enough someone might even see see it.

[what_the_shock]

"Always happy to help, Officer." He grinned back and packed up a bunch of empanadas, wrapping them in napkins and finding a couple bags. "Heading off to anything interesting?"

[died8yearsago]

"Just some St. Patrick's Day traditions," Rosa said, shrugging it off a little, "even if there's probably only a dozen actual Irish cops still left in the precinct at this point. And I'm definitely looking forward to grubbing it in everyone's faces that I don't have to draw straws for duty this time."

[what_the_shock]

"Some advantages to living on Fandom?" Miguel smiled and brought the package of food up to her. "Here you go; enough food to Jersey-proof the trip."

[died8yearsago]

"It's a short list," Rosa sighed slightly, "but I'll take what I can get."

She gave the package a look of cool appraisal before reaching for her wallet. "Thanks, Tightpants. I guess that'll work."

[what_the_shock]

"Glad to hear it." Miguel wondered idly when he'd merit a name, but hell, he'd had worse.

He rang her up and hooked a thumb at the coffee pot. "Coffee to go?"