Luke's, Sunday

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan walked into Luke's today to see the entire staff waiting in a semicircle around the door, hands up with fingers curled into pincer-like shapes, looking excited.

And then, after taking one look at him, lowering their hands and turning around, heading back to do their respective jobs, muttering something about how it figured the spaceman would know to dress for the holiday, or something.

Kanan frowned and settled behind the counter, pulled out his phone, and did some Googling.

Welcome to Luke's!
Today's Specials:
Corned Beef and Cabbage
Hearty Irish Stew with Soda Bread
Green Pancakes

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"I'm always wearing green!"

[OOC: Open!]

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[biotic_psychotic]

Jack, most definitely wearing nothing that even hinted of green and instead going for a black and red motif that was one big 'go ahead and try to pinch me' dare, rocked on into Luke's and plopped her ass on a seat at the counter. She squinted at the menu. "Yuck to all of that. Can I get some coffee and some not-green, not-fucking-clover-shaped pancakes?"

A beat.

"Hi ickle. How's your day?"

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"Regular, non-green pancakes," Kanan replied, grinning lopsidedly. "And so far I'm doing fine. I was spared a pinch, apparently, because I wore... the thing I always wear. You?"

[biotic_psychotic]

"You are pretty married to the color green," Jack said with a smirk that said yes, she meant it exactly the way you took it.

"Nobody's tried to pinch me yet." Complaint? Complaint. She liked punching people. "Oh! Hey, closets are giving out free cereal today! Put a piece of plastic down or something before you open one. I have so much cereal now. It falls out of the closet every time, too!"

So much cereal.

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"I..." Kanan was blushing. And absolutely pretending not to be.

Which he was bad at.

"... I'll pick up some bags on the way home or something so I can stock up. Thanks for that heads-up."

[biotic_psychotic]

Jack ignored the blush covering his face. She'd made her point, she could leave his dignity alone.

"I got a vacuum sealer if you need it," she offered, "That's what I'm doin' when I get home. Might get fancy and make a bunch of single-serve size cereal pouches along with the regular size." Squinted for a moment over her coffee, "I should stop at Costco and get more of the plastic bag things for it."

She was going to need them. She'd opened the closet like three times just out of glee.

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"I followed a few of those words," Kanan mused, and he sounded kind of pleased about it. "How big are those bags you're talking about? I could probably get some good use out of those."

Especially once he discovered marshmallows.

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Jack backed up. "A vacuum sealer is a food storage thing. You use these plastic sheets to make bags or you buy pre-made bags. It's about so wide," Jack held her hands apart about 8" apart.

"The pre-made bags come in different sizes, like.. smallest holds maybe enough to fill a coffee mug, medium holds two coffee mugs full of stuff, large holds four coffee mugs full of stuff, extra large holds eight. The plastic comes in a big tube, you can make bags as long as you want but still only as wide as the machine. You take food and you put it in the bags, then you stick the open end in the machine. It sucks all the air out and then seals it. Keeps dry goods fresh almost indefinitely. Fresh food, you freeze it first then seal it in with no air, stays good in the freezer almost indefinitely. It's the same type of packing ship rations get. Fucking excited when I saw they had 'em here and bought one first thing," Jack said with a small grin.

"First time in my fucking life I've ever had to even think about extra food, you know? Grissom's got a cafeteria. Normandy's got a cook. Before that, I didn't really worry about food at all. Here? I got a goddamn fridge and I go grocery shopping and then I stare at what I bought like fuck, I just bought sixteen steaks because they were on sale, what the hell do I do with 'em now?" She laughed a little, "Answer: Seal the little bastards in plastic and stack 'em in the freezer til I want one again."

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"Practical," Kanan replied, grinning a little. "You want to show me where you got one of those things? I could see it coming in handy for stocking up the Ghost."

Or, heck, even the Escape, but his ship was for a very different sort of mission than Hera's. There were living quarters in Hera's.

[biotic_psychotic]

"You can get 'em most any housing good store but sure, we can go shopping," Jack agreed. "If you want to come over later tonight I can demonstrate how to use the damn thing cuz fuck knows I got about six giant trash bags full of cereal that needs sealing."

She was a very satisfied Jack right now. That was an awful lot of free cereal she'd .. opened doors for?

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Kanan nodded a little.

"Works for me. We haven't been on a proper shopping trip since the conversation hearts, anyway."

There was probably a reason for that, you disaster people.

[biotic_psychotic]

Jack snickered. "Look at you, broadening your horizons one Earth holiday at a time. Valentine's day brought you Conversation Hearts, St. Patrick's Day is bringing you vacuum sealers."

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"Which I'm reasonably certain isn't the true meaning of the holiday," Kanan noted, "but at least it's a nice, practical side-effect."

[biotic_psychotic]

Jack made a rude noise. "The true meaning of the holiday is religious persecution thinly veiled in euphemism," she pointed out, "No fun at all. Cereal and vacuum savers are more my style."

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Question," Summer stated when she finally came in on a lunch break from the shelter, eyeing the specials board with no real surprise but with a fair bit of scrutiny. "Are the green pancakes green from food coloring...or something else?"

The answer to that question would determine a lot from here on in.

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"Broccoli," Kanan said immediately.

...

"Actually, I don't know. I didn't think to ask. But I suspect that it's probably food coloring. The cook put all his actual effort into the stew this week."

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer narrowed her eyes, clearly going through some calculations and configurations in her head. After all, green ran a pretty long gamut on both terrifying and delicious possibilities.

"...I'll try 'em," she decided. "What the hell, right? If it's really bad, then I get an excuse to yell at them, which I have not done in a very long time. So, green pancakes, a mint chip shake, and tell the cook to dress the pancakes up with what he thinks would go well with them."

She wasn't taking a chance on maple-syrup-and-broccoli pancakes...if she could help it.

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"Green, green, and... a gamble," Kanan reaplied with a grin. "Brave, Summer. So, how've you been since our little cafeteria adventure?"

[somethingwithturquoise]

"I drank eggnog milkshakes for a month straight, BDG," Summer reminded him. "You know I don't skimp when it comes to the holidays. And I've been fiiiiine. Going from not being able to get meatloaf out of my hair to Lucky Charms, mostly feeling glad that I didn't go with fishsticks because I'm pretty sure Pancakes would eat me in my sleep, especially after coming home that day to find that out that Pancakes? Is deefffiiinately a hunter."

Who wasn't about to let any pi-rats on her turf. It was...super awkward.

And also confusing, because why couldn't she be a bit more like that with Leroy when he stuck his nose around the apartment, huh?

"You?"

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"Stance apparently really likes rats," Kanan mused. "Found several huddled in the corner under the bed when I got home from class that day, waving tiny swords at him. Besides that, things have been fairly uneventful. Which... isn't the worst thing ever, honestly."

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Awww," said Summer, because what was cuter than rainbow-spotted pups terrorizing smaller creatures? "And, yeah, honestly? If an abudence of cereal and stale marshmallows is the worst we get today, I'm going to consider ourselves lucky. Though, who knows, maybe the gremlins have rallied together to get anyone not wearing green. I know I'm not going to be the one to try and figure that out, though."

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Kanan laughed and shrugged.

"And I wear green all the time anyway," he noted. "Today the goal is to stay out of the way of any gremlins." He paused. "So, what's with the whole wearing green thing, anyway? I get there's a holiday, but pinching?"

[somethingwithturquoise]

"I have...no idea on that one," Summer admitted, shaking her head, but, hey, they had the technology, right? Might as well use it. "It's probably something pretty stupid, though, like..."

She blinked at her phone.

"Okay, yeah, apparently, you get pinched because green's supposed to make you invisible to leprechauns. I guess maybe the Fandom version of that would be invisible to gremlins, but that's not something I think I want to try out. I'm coming on almost two years without a single gremlin bite, and I'd like to keep it that way."

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Kanan casually reached out and rapped his knuckles on the wooden counter. He'd never been bitten. He really didn't want today to be that day.

"So, invisible to leprechauns is... a good thing?"

[somethingwithturquoise]

"They're the ones doing the pinching, apparently," Summer shrugged. "If they can't see you, they can't pinch you. So I guess Hera's pretty safe by default. And Fjord. Peridot..."

Her eyes shifted a little to the side, up a little, as she thougtht about it.

"You know," she said, "I'm actually kind of disappointed that that list is so short."

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"I"ve met a few Rodians over the years who could help round that list out some," Kanan mused. "A Mirialan or three..."

...

Most of them were dead. Not that this fact had eever stopped Fandom before.