Luke's Diner, Saturday

[what_the_shock]

Miguel got to work to find out that the busboy had set up a computer in the corner and was hanging out on it in between work, playing something. He looked a bit worse for wear.

He hooked a thumb at the dishwasher. "How long has he been at that?"

"Since midnight."

"Wait, seriously?"

"It's for charity!"

Miguel was skeptical, but whatever.


Today's Specials:
Death Wish coffee
Coffee-marinated pulled pork
Mountain Dew Livewire orange chicken


Luke's was open!

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[died8yearsago]

Being mildly bored on a Saturday just meant bugging Tightpants at the diner rather than at home.

"Any of those specials," with a nod toward the board as she found at spot at the counter, "come decaf?"

[what_the_shock]

"What are we, heathens?" Miguel asked, scowling. He poured her a cup of coffee and slid it over.

"We can make the chicken vegan!" The cook hollered from the back.

"Right, so no meat is an option. No caffeine is not," Miguel said firmly.

[died8yearsago]

"Just when I thought it couldn't get worse than Mountain Dew Livewire orange chicken," said Rosa, after the subtantial pause that this information required, "you guys really outdo yourselves, huh?

"I'll take a burger," she decided. "With extra meat."

[what_the_shock]

"Extra cheese, too?" Miguel asked.

[died8yearsago]

"Sure," Rosa shrugged. "Why not?"

He'd be stuck dealing with the potential consequences of such a decision right along with her, after all.

"Felt the need to murder anyone today?" she then asked, as she took a drink from the coffee, clearly her way of asking about his day so far in general.

[what_the_shock]

"Not yet." Miguel put her order in. "But hey, there's plenty of day left! You?"

[died8yearsago]

"Pretty much from the second I woke up."

So, you know, business as usual.

"Might take out the bike later; need anything from the mainland?"

[what_the_shock]

Miguel thought about it. "Nah, I think I'm good, unless you end up somewhere with socks. Either way, I'll survive."

[died8yearsago]

Rosa's nose wrinkled over her next sip of coffee.

"God," she murmured, "I really do need to get out. We're actually having a conversation about picking you up new socks."


But, hey! Couple years months days ago, a revelation like that might have had her running.

Or at least awkwardly trying to slip away

[what_the_shock]

"Everybody has feet, Diaz," Miguel said seriously. "There's nothing wrong with socks."

[died8yearsago]

"Not everybody has feet, O'Hara," Rosa countered back. "Don't be insensitive."

[what_the_shock]

"True." Miguel nodded. "I apologize to anybody who, through genetics or accident, is without feet. I, however, have two. Which is better than it could be given my genetics, so at least you're lucky that way."

Rosa's burger came up, and he slid it over to her and checked her coffee.