Luke's Diner o' Gloom, Saturday
There were no specials. No music playing. No food experimentation. No sticks. No mellow.
The dude's mellow seemed irretrievable.
He hadn't talked to any of the gang since yesterday's blow out at Caitlin - which was, actually, unusual for him. He didn't want to talk to them. He was upset with Jonesy for bragging (he knew it was bragging, it was Jonesy) about what Jude had told him in confidence. He was upset with Caitlin for presuming. He was upset with the rest of them for not stopping either of them.
A very unmellow dude slumped behind the counter, every once in a while seeming to think about working but not quite managing to get things done.
The dude's mellow seemed irretrievable.
He hadn't talked to any of the gang since yesterday's blow out at Caitlin - which was, actually, unusual for him. He didn't want to talk to them. He was upset with Jonesy for bragging (he knew it was bragging, it was Jonesy) about what Jude had told him in confidence. He was upset with Caitlin for presuming. He was upset with the rest of them for not stopping either of them.
A very unmellow dude slumped behind the counter, every once in a while seeming to think about working but not quite managing to get things done.