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Luke's, Sunday

Kanan showed up at Luke's today and settled behind the counter, as usual. Put on a pot of coffee, as usual.

Blinked for all of a half a second and looked up to see the rest of the staff decked out in fantasy-style adventuring garb.

That part was unusual.

Today's Specials:
Adventure Pancakes!

"I have no idea what that even means."

Happy Sunday?

[OOC: I blinked and my family had assembled for a D&D session I hadn't prepped for, I blinked again as soon as I got my DM materials ready and they wandered off. Idek today. Open.]

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"Or a mad chase for your weird Earth flatcakes," Kanan noted.

... And that was about the moment the chicken trotted out of the kitchen, pulling a little cart with Sabine's meal strapped into it.

"I'm really glad we didn't get the polar bear," Sabine said, because this was great and she didn't want to get eaten.

"Yeah, I have no idea how they managed to coerce that thing into participating in the first place."

A pause.

"I suspect it involves steak, somehow."

He watched as the chicken did a lap of the room, hauling that little cart behind it.

"I'm honestly not sure if I'm supposed to catch it, or if you are."

"As a Jedi, you'd have a much easier time," Sabine pointed out.

"Yeah, but this isn't supposed to be my adventure," Kanan protested.

Possibly because he wanted to see Sabine chase a chicken.

"That should have been noted somewhere, then," she tried.

Because she wanted to see Kanan chase a chicken.

"I think the implication was there," Kanan countered.

Because he really didn't want to chase the chicken, Sabine.

"Ugh, fine," said the girl who had ordered the pancakes just to see what would happen, rolling her eyes.

She hopped off her stool, and made her way slowly towards it, saying, "Here, chicken. Heeeeeee, chicken..."

"Just think," Kanan called after her, grinning, "it could have been a polar bear."

Or whatever that tentacle monster living in the freezer along with it was!

"You're not funny," Sabine told him, making a little grab for the chicken.

It did not work.

Kanan watched the chickent trot off, hauling the little cart behind it.

"Nah, but this situation kind of is," he offered. "If you don't catch it in a minute, I'll step in. Don't want your milkshake to melt."

"Oh, I'm catching it now." If he did it from the start, it was funny. If he did it now, it was help, and she was not losing against a chicken.

And now she was watching it, trying to see how the cart was attached.

Via a very elaborate chicken harness, of course!

... Which really just left Kanan wondering how long they'd been planning this, back there.

"Well, then by all means, catch it. Timer starts now."

Kanan, you ass.

Sabine glared at him, but that was just going to make her do this better.

She darted towards the chicken, sending it running in the other direction, trying to herd it towards the booths.

And Kanan just grinned and leaned forward against the counter, resting his elbows on it and occasionally calling out numbers as though he was counting down.

... He really wasn't. He didn't want to interrupt this.

Sabine was ignoring him anyway. She was busy getting the chicken to a spot where she could corner it a little, and then coming at it suddenly from a different way so it'd have to come towards her and she could snatch it.

It wasn't fast, but she got it.

"Okay this part I need help with," she said, because getting the rigging off a squirming chicken was not fun.

Kanan chuckled and slipped out from behind the counter.

"Fair enough," he replied, making his way over and crouching down to hold a hand out toward the wriggling bird. "Hey, buddy," he said, soothingly, "relax."

Yeah, Sabine, he literally could have done this at any point during the whole adventure breakfast, but he had apparently been saving, 'make a connection and calm down the chicken' until now.

"See, this is why you could have done this," Sabine said in a calm, soothing voice, while frowning.

"Could've," Kanan agreed easily. "But this was more amusing."

At least he was honest?

Also, a bit of a brat.

"You owe me a second shake," Sabine decided, carefully removing the cart from the chicken.

"A second shake," Kanan replied, grinning a little. "Sure, that sounds fair enough. A second shake as retribution for the chicken chase."

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