Luke's Diner, Thursday
Hardison got to Luke's and immediately looked at the Special's Board. And then facepalmed.
Today's Specials
Nachitoches with Spicy Buttermilk Dip
Raised Game Pie
Soylent Green Cocktails
GOD THAT'S GOOD!
"Nah, c'mon, y'all, you're gon' make Eliot mad..." Hardison said, opening the door.
As soon as he did, there was a roar of voices, all singing with bad Cockney accents. "There you'll sample
Mrs. Lovett's meat pies
Savoury and sweet pies
As you'll see
You who eat pies
Mrs. Lovett's meat pies
Conjure up the treat pies
Used to be"
Refusing to make eye-contact with any of them, Hardison grabbed a plate of nachitoches and a chair and dragged it outside. Whatever. He'd eaten in worse places than the sidewalk outside his boyfriend's diner. Maybe he'd hunt some Pokemon while he was at it. This was fine, this was all fine.
Today's Specials
Nachitoches with Spicy Buttermilk Dip
Raised Game Pie
Soylent Green Cocktails
GOD THAT'S GOOD!
"Nah, c'mon, y'all, you're gon' make Eliot mad..." Hardison said, opening the door.
As soon as he did, there was a roar of voices, all singing with bad Cockney accents. "There you'll sample
Mrs. Lovett's meat pies
Savoury and sweet pies
As you'll see
You who eat pies
Mrs. Lovett's meat pies
Conjure up the treat pies
Used to be"
Refusing to make eye-contact with any of them, Hardison grabbed a plate of nachitoches and a chair and dragged it outside. Whatever. He'd eaten in worse places than the sidewalk outside his boyfriend's diner. Maybe he'd hunt some Pokemon while he was at it. This was fine, this was all fine.