Luke's, Friday

[betterthanaplan]

"It's not playing hooky when you own the place," Duke said.

His staff looked deeply unimpressed.

"You all remember the part where I'm your boss, right?"

Yeah, because that would work.

Today's specials
Catch of the day!:
Blackened tilapia baja tacos

Luke's was open.

[no OCD!]

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[complexfemale]

Maeve had taken the week to kind of get a feel for this extremely weird place, and now she had to get serious about certain things.

Which is why she was I walking in and scoping the place out a little, like she was making sure nothing was too weird before she walked any further inside.

[betterthanaplan]

Luke's weird wasn't worn on its sleeve. (It was worn in the kitchen and freezer.)

"Hey," Duke greeted. "Does it pass muster?"

[complexfemale]

"So far," she said. "You hiring at all?"

[betterthanaplan]

Duke looked her over briefly. "Maybe," he said. "You got any experience?"

He'd already decided to hire her, yeah.

[complexfemale]

"Absolutely none," she admitted.

[betterthanaplan]

Duke nodded. "But you're honest. That's good. You're a new student up at the school, yeah?"

[complexfemale]

Maeve nodded. "Just started this week. So it's time I started earning my keep."

[betterthanaplan]

"I mean. I'd say you could give it a little more than a week," Duke said. "But yeah, I can help you out. Can just about always use more waitstaff."

His was a revolving door of faceless NPC nobodies.

"Duke Crocker. Owner, proprieter. Welcome to the team."

[complexfemale]

"Wait. That's it?" she blinked, half expecting that this was a test.

[betterthanaplan]

Duke smiled. "That's more ceremony I got when I was handed the place. Fandom's just kind of like that."

[complexfemale]

"This town, I swear," she said, shaking her head. "Maeve Wiley. When can I start?"

[betterthanaplan]

"Most folks around here only work one day a week," Duke said. "Leaves plenty of time to deal with the island's other weirdness. So how about . . . Sunday? Shouldn't cut into class or party time."

[complexfemale]

"I don't do party time," she said. "But Sunday's are okay. Don't have to work around my four classes that way."

Like she wasn't taking every online class available.

[hatesparadise]

"Havin' some trouble there?" Danny asked. Because he was such a good pal like that.

[betterthanaplan]

"These guys live to make my life miserable," Duke grumbled. "How's it going, man?"

[hatesparadise]

Danny snorted at that and shook his head. "Got our new French teacher an apartment because he was apparently sleeping on the park bench."

That was infinitely sadder than the hotel situation, okay? Infinitely.

[betterthanaplan]

"We've got a French teacher? That's -- practically normal. You know, other than the 'sleeping on a bench' part."

[hatesparadise]

"News to me too," Danny agreed. "I was this close to tryin' to get him a job here so he could get on his feet."

Still not accepting a first month's rent from the guy until then.

[betterthanaplan]

"'Cause I'm just the sort of sad-sack who would hire a random wino off the street?"

He was. Let's be real.

[hatesparadise]

"Yeah."

BECAUSE HE KNEW YOU, DUKE.

[betterthanaplan]

". . . Okay fine. I am. But it pisses me off that you know that."

[hatesparadise]

"Does it make you feel better that I'm a trained detective?" Danny asked. "Not that it took too much investigating to figure out..."

[betterthanaplan]

"No. Not so much. That's just a reminder that I somehow made friends with a cop."

[hatesparadise]

Danny tried to give him a sympathetic look, but it most just looked amused. "I'm very charming."

[betterthanaplan]

"You're something, anyway," Duke said. "You here for the tacos, or just to make me unhappy?"