Hawk's Wind Bar and Grill - Lunchtime!
It seems like ages since I've been here, not that the place ever changes much.
Jukebox the size of a TARDIS in the corner blasting music from back when it was worth listening to, huddled groups of the Nightside's weirdest in this corner oe that corner enjoying a burger that, taste and hunger aside, doesn't actually exist before washing it down with the kind of Coke they don't make anymore.
Don't ask me why. I'm a detective, not a miracle worker.
Suzie's out on a hunt, so I'm on my own, at the diner counter for once since my favorite booth is taken. Of course, I could go over and intimidate the hell out of the couple occupying it at the moment, but I figure a little change never hurt anyone.
Besides, the burger's good no matter where I'm eating it so why fuss? Mmm.
Jukebox the size of a TARDIS in the corner blasting music from back when it was worth listening to, huddled groups of the Nightside's weirdest in this corner oe that corner enjoying a burger that, taste and hunger aside, doesn't actually exist before washing it down with the kind of Coke they don't make anymore.
Don't ask me why. I'm a detective, not a miracle worker.
Suzie's out on a hunt, so I'm on my own, at the diner counter for once since my favorite booth is taken. Of course, I could go over and intimidate the hell out of the couple occupying it at the moment, but I figure a little change never hurt anyone.
Besides, the burger's good no matter where I'm eating it so why fuss? Mmm.