Luke's Diner; Wednesday [ 04/09 ]
Coming into work today and finding out by the helpful spatula throwers that were the kitchen boys that Yitzhak was gone was a little bittersweet; he really loved that guy, y'know, even if they never talked. Well, the boss never talked anyway, but that wasn't what A.J. meant. Besides, he left for A.J. a box of stuff. How could he have not been totally psyched for a box of stuff? Stuff he'd probably never ever use except in the most abstract of projects, but stuff was stuff, and A.J. liked his stuff, and he probably wouldn't look too bad in that pink sparkly wig.
Not that he was going to bother trying.
The specials board, however, was decked out to the nines, in a tribute to glam that A.J. thought would do Yitzhak proud.
Luke's is open!
Not that he was going to bother trying.
The specials board, however, was decked out to the nines, in a tribute to glam that A.J. thought would do Yitzhak proud.
Luke's is open!