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Luke's, Monday

Dec 12, 2016 12:07

So his diner was in one piece. It pretty much always was after these things, but he didn't usually end up killing a giant winged cat version of one of his longest running employees on the street outside his diner during these things. He honestly hadn't been sure what to expect when he came over to check on things this morning ( Read more... )

eliot spencer, parker, lukes, alec hardison

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whoisalicewhite December 13 2016, 00:49:06 UTC

"Pie. Pie. Pie." Hello, Parker. "And fries."

vdistinctive December 13 2016, 00:50:27 UTC

"And chili," Eliot told her calmly, while literally everyone else in the diner jumped. "Protein's good for you."

whoisalicewhite December 13 2016, 00:52:25 UTC

Parker looked skeptical, but moved closer, ignoring the jumpiness of the staff. Well, except for the busboy, who got a look of concern. "It is? Are you sure?" Which didn't meant she wouldn't eat it. Just, she wanted to know what she was getting into.

vdistinctive December 13 2016, 00:54:48 UTC

"Yup." Eliot scooped a spoonful of the cherry chili and offered it to her. "Here, try this."

The busboy finally glomping onto Eliot while he cooked and stuck his tongue out at her.

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age_of_the_geek December 13 2016, 03:01:22 UTC

And Hardison was also there. Shocker. His desire to not come back to the restaurant had warred with his desire to cling to Eliot and Parker and the clinging won. So he was hiding his unease (and attempting to hide the clinging) by puttering on his laptop. And sitting as far away from the vents as possible.

He'd be fine again in a few days. Really. For now though, he had an important project to lose himself in and all the chili he could want.

[Sleeping, but had to ping for SP]

vdistinctive December 13 2016, 03:08:20 UTC

Eliot set him up with a chili variety sampler and a giant pile of fries.

And made sure the waitstaff knew to keep the orange soda coming.

"What kinda pie you want?"

age_of_the_geek December 13 2016, 11:36:24 UTC

"You got any chocolate silk?" he asked, after swallowing a mouthful of orange soda. "You could call it the Hardison."

See, he was fine, he was bantering. And according to all of his favorite TV shows, banter meant you were just fine.

...Ignore the thousand yard stare he got when he wasn't looking directly at his code.

vdistinctive December 13 2016, 16:10:16 UTC

Yeah, Eliot was definitely fooled. That's why he wasn't rubbing Hardison's back and pressing a kiss to the top of his head.

"Not yet," he said as he straightened up. "Gimme a minute to find a good recipe."

He'd already made six pies. This was not going to stop him from making one just for Hardison.

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