Luke's, Wednesday

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Eliot had thought he'd spend the day today catching up on paperwork for the diner. Having a pup who could talk was messing with those plans.

"I'm just saying," he said. "Your name is Valentine."

"Yep," said Val, tail wagging.

"Val for short."

"Mmhm."

"But they call you 'Megabyte'."

"They sure do!"

"That doesn't bother you?"

"Why would it bother me? That's my name!"

"No," Eliot said, rubbing the bridge of his nose. Val's tail wagged harder. "Your name is Valentine."

"Uh-huh!"

"'Valentine' and 'Megabyte' don't even sound the same!"

"They sure don't!"

Eliot opened his mouth to argue again when the cook set his hand down on his shoulder.

"She's messing with you, boss."

Eliot looked from the cook down to Val. Val lolled her tongue out the side of her mouth and grinned at him.

"Dammit, Hardison."

Val flopped onto her back for a belly rub.

Today's specials
Grilled "cheese" with carmelized onions and pineapple
Jackfruit pot pie
Coconut milk pudding

Luke's was open and OCD free.