Walk The Line,The Diner Line.

[[.Chance.Scott.Luke.]]

The afternoon lull,quiet,peaceful,and dull.He never really liked crowds,but then again he hated absolute silence,unless of course he was trying to sleep.Then silence was absolutely acceptable.He slipped the faded off white washrag from his shoulder and began to wipe off the counter,he just needed something to keep him busy until business picked up.It had been slow lately,considering he had just opened the diner,but still,he had expected a few people to come in.Actually he didn`t he had hoped a few would come in but never actually believed anyone would.

He scratched softly at his forehead where his backward baseball cap met skin.It didn`t itch,it was just habit.The rag slipped from his hand and onto the counter as he rounded it to go and adjust the tables that always seemed to move without anyone actually coming n.

[[.Rabbit.David.Mystic Pearl.]]

Rabbit, still in her Dress Blue having just gotten back from Korea, looks in the door, and her cheeks instantly flush. There's nobody else there. And just a man...She shrinks back, stepping away from the door--she's still outside--with a soft sigh. She's a brave person, but still, she has issues with being alone with a man, unless she knows him well. She looks around, wondering if anyone else is going to go in.

[[.Chance.Scott.Luke.]]

Scott rushes past,pausing slightly to look at her,wondering why she hadn`t gone in.With a shrug-his pause was barely a second anyways- he brushed past and inside.In the window she could most likely see Scott exchange a few words and a laugh.His uncle slapped him upside the head gently in the man to man way and Scott shook his head.
"Fine go...." he said with a laugh as his uncle glared at him.'
"Don`t scare any customers away while I`m gone." he grumbled as he pulled on his leather jacket and headed out the door,completely oblivious to Rabbit as he headed off in his green truck.

Scott strayed behind the counter-he loved this place-especially behind the counter from which he could survey the whole place his-or his uncles kingdom.He loved his uncle,but the man needed to get out more.He shook his head and mirrored his uncles wiping movements from earlier.

[[.Rabbit.David.Mystic Pearl.]]

Her stomach growls. She frowns a little, and looks down. This is stupid--she's a fucking blackbelt, a Marine for Pete's sake!--why is she still so afraid of being alone with a guy? With a deep breath, she steps inside.

[[.Chance.Scott.Luke.]]

Scott looks up briefly at the bell,figuring it`s the girl.He turns and punches the on button that would turn on the coffee."You can sit anywhere." he called over his shoulder,disappearing into the kitchen to mess with some equipment before he appeared behind the counter again.

[[.Rabbit.David.Mystic Pearl.]]

Of course she would pick a booth, close to the door. Her mameluke sword isn't supposed t be a weapon, but she will use it as one if she needs to. She sighs a little, easing into the seat, then taknig a quick look around.

[[.Chance.Scott.Luke.]]

He fidgets around the counter for a moment before grabbing his order pad and pen.He walks slowly to her table,making note to tell Luke the salts out at the corner table".Can I get you something to drink ?" he asks politely,and places a menu on the table.He has a semi -smile on his lips,the kind of smile he wore around everyone.Not to perky,but then again it didn`t look as if he was about to murder you.His light brown slightly curly hair peaked out from beneath his froward facing black baseball cap.He wore a gray tee-shirt,jeans with a dark brown belt.A style that suited him well.

[[.Rabbit.David.Mystic Pearl.]]

"Uh..coffee, please." She smiles, looking unsure, but a little more relaxed. She looks at the menu and opens it, half paying attention to the menu, and half to her surroundings.

[[.Chance.Scott.Luke.]]

"Coming right up." he replies,scribbling down the small order in a messy but readable scrawl.He put the pen behind his ear and stuck the pad in the front of his pants-a habit he got from his uncle-and headed toward the counter.He waited a few moments for the coffee to perk before taking out a large blue mug and filling it up.He headed back over,watching to make sure he didn`t spill any and set it in front of her."There you go.It`s hot." he warned and then headed toward the counter,there had to be some receipts to sort.

[[.Rabbit.David.Mystic Pearl.]]

"Thanks," she says softly, and grabs the cup. She goes to take a sip, and cringes. He was right--it's hot. She never listens to warnings.

[[.Chance.Scott.Luke.]]

Scott should be at practice,but he wasn`t in the mood.He kneels behind the counter,trying to find something on the shelves that lie beneath.With a frustrated sight he gets up,but hits his head on the top of the narrow counter.He let out a gasp and stumbled backward clutching at his head."Ow..." he moans softly,eyes stinging.

[[.Rabbit.David.Mystic Pearl.]]

Rabbit's gaze snaps up, she looks in the direction of the moan. A combat medic, her first instinct is to help him, go see what's wrong. "Are you alright..?" she asks, audibly concerned.

[[.Chance.Scott.Luke.]]

"Yea.I`m ." he pulled his hand away to see if there was any blood.There wasn't."I`m fine." he said,wiping at his eyes."Do you need anything." he asked as he shook his head and continued to rub his eyes,before shaking his head and making sure they were done watering.

[[.Rabbit.David.Mystic Pearl.]]

"It's alright, I can wait.." She shakes her head, smiling to herself. She hates it when people don't admit that they're hurt, or in pain--even though she does the exact same thing most of the time.

[[.Chance.Scott.Luke.]]

" Okay..uhm just hold on a minute." he disappears into the back and pops a Tylenol Luke kept for occasions like these.After all,Scott wasn`t the most coordinated person in the world.He stood still for a moment,the throbbing in his head gradually dulling ,until after five minutes it was manageable and he could walk out of the storeroom.He went over to her table . "Okay...so what can I get you..." he asked,somewhat embarrassed.

[[.Rabbit.David.Mystic Pearl.]]

"Umm.." She gives her menu a quick look-through again, speed-reading. "Do..are you still serving pancakes?" Most diners stop serving breakfast foods at ten or so--and right now it's noon-ish.

[[.Chance.Scott.Luke.]]

Scott scribbled down the order."My uncle usually doesn`t,but I`m the more lenient of us so,I can whip up a batch." he tugged on the brim of his cap then looked toward her."You want anything in them,chocolate chips,fruit ? " he asked.He loved making pancakes because he was pretty good at it,even though his main focus in life was baseball.

[[.Rabbit.David.Mystic Pearl.]]

She laughs a little. Someone as completely insane about combining foods as she is? "Um..Chocolate chips, please." Her cheeks flush lightly. Obviously, she doesn't eat a whole lot at once, but she has a high metabolism, so she could get away with it.

[[.Chance.Scott.Luke.]]

"Okay." he says adding that to the order.He places the pen back behind his ear and heads to the kitchen,jumping over a ledger that had fallen to the floor before turning back to pick it up and place it on the counter.

He hummed softly as he started the burner and got out the pancake batter.It didn`t take him long to cook the stuff up ,so he would only take about five minutes.The batter slopped into the pan,making a soft sizzling noise.If you wanted to,you could see into the kitchen from the diner,and thats what Scott liked about the place,it was like his old town.

[[.Rabbit.David.Mystic Pearl.]]

She wait patiently, becoming a little more comfortable with this place. She grabs a couple creamer packets and starts juggling them, actually making it look really easy.

[[.Chance.Scott.Luke.]]

He slides the small stack of chocolate chip pancakes onto a plate and balances the dish on his arm,he loved the way it looked and it was actually pretty fun.He swiped the syrup from behind the counter and strode over to the booth by the door."Here you go." he said,setting the plate down along with the syrup."Need anything else ?" he asked.

[[.Rabbit.David.Mystic Pearl.]]

"No, thanks," she says with a sweet smile, stopping the creams and seeting them carefully back down on the table.

[[.Chance.Scott.Luke.]]

He gives her a small but autentic smile and tears out her order."First cup of coffee is on the house." he leaned closer."Just don`t tell my uncle." he grinned,he loved giving customers things his uncle never would,because even though he loved his uncle his uncle could be strict.He placed the bill on the table and heads back to the counter.

[[.Rabbit.David.Mystic Pearl.]]

She grins and nods a little. She assumes this must be something he does a lot--besides, who would just randomly flirt with her? Despite looking liek she'd have manners, she really doesn't, they're just absent on her. She immediately starts cutting up the pancakes, taking bites.

[[.Chance.Scott.Luke.]]

Scott pokes around the counter for a bit,before looking up to see his uncle heading in.The bell chimes and in steps Luke,looking a bit disgruntled,but that was most likely due to having to deal with a banker."Hey Uncle Luke." Scott calls teasingly,his uncle wasn`t to fond of the whole addressing your elders with titles,he just prefered Luke.Luke just gives him a glare."Have you seen my check book ?" he asks.Scott pauses for a moment,looking as if thinking hard."Upstairs,bureau drawer,top right." Luke nods and glancing briefly around the diner to make sure Scott hadn`t burned it down or anything,goes upstairs.

"That`s my uncle." Scott points out unnecessarily with a grin.His uncle may seem gruff and all,but really he was a good guy.