Not minutes after having sent out her text to the girls Simone and Pandora pulled up in the taxi just outside the waffle house, no later then making their way inside. Simone immediately rushing in after checking her ass. “She must have sat in something…” Kali thought as she slowly moved her arms over to the passengers seat and began to dig for her make up. “Where did I put my foundation?” she asked herself before then looking up again. As she did this she spotted two very familiar cars. A 2014 Lamborghini and a 2014 Corvette. Her eyes narrowed at the men who then got out of the car, exchanged small conversation before then moving to go into the diner. Intertwining hands after one man had caught up to the other who had already made his way inside before him. “Cute…” She thought to herself before then leaning back and beginning to look at Pandora rushing to catch up with Simone.
“Call her a whore again and I’ll rip your lungs out and barbecue them.” Pandora had said to the taxi man who’d called Simone a drunken whore. Kali shook her head and ran her fingers through her hair before finding herself staring back into the diner. The co-owner Berta and one of the workers who resembled the woman who’d DJ’d at The Poisoned Tongue were moving about the tables, which both parties of two sat at. The two males at one booth and Pandora and Simone at another. The air conditioner was on blast even though the morning sun had hardly shown. And as the morning moved forward Kali felt herself get fidgety and instantly moved to turn to her door after gathering her purse and fixing her scratch along her forehead. “I’m going to hear it from the girls and Kristian later, I just know it.” And just like that out of the side mirror of her car her eyes widened. She could just imagine the exact way his car had pulled up, a deep breathe was all she needed to try and compose herself before then looking up through her tinted windows and moving to open her door.
But immediately before her hand could grace the edge of the handle, the door moved and opened. And there before her stood her husband. His eyes looking her over as he spoke in a sarcastic tone near the end of his surprised statement.”Oh, well thank you Mr. Grey.” She’d said sarcastically in response to him having opened her door. The perfume that permeated the air of her car soon spread rapidly and before long she’d looked herself over once more in the small car mirror before then happily turning back to her husband with a smile and a kiss upon his cheek. “I know you like to make it your job to know about my whereabouts Mr. Grey, but I’m your wife, not a puppy. I’m alright.” She smiled again before then extending her dainty hand to him in asking if he’d take it and lead her inside the Waffle House. “Now come on, I’m hungry and the girls are waiting; and before you ask, yes I mean Pandora and Simone. Play nice…” Her eyes scanned his grey hues as she looked for something that’d trigger a false or negative reaction, but in the moment she got nothing and for that she was happy.
“Welcome to Fredreich’s original waffle and pancake house. Here is some fresh bread for you, just got out of the oven, and Berta’s special jam and marmalade. Can I get you lovelies anything?” Pandora heard their waitress state as she set a bowl of fresh bread in the center of the table. She looked up at her, and wondered why the woman looked familiar.
“Coffee…black, two sugars.” she stated before looking at the others. “My treat, ladies. Speak now or forever hold your peace.”
“I’ll have the Silver dollar pancakes and….a mugachino.” Simone said, placing her order and accepting Pan’s offer to treat the girls. Simone handed the waitress back the menu, then happened to glance out the window and see Kali…with Kristian. She could feel the hair on the back of her neck stand on end. That man…that silver tailed piece of dog shit happened to show up ONCE again when the girls were about to have a meal. What did he have…a radar? Sonic finder of all the eatery’s in town to case them just in case his wife was dining with people other than himself. Simone’s fist hit the table in anger and then she realized other people in the restaurant, including Pandora would probably wonder why.
“You’d think they were conjoined twins.” Simone said with a huff, picking up one of the smaller specials lists and toying with it, as she tried to stop herself from looking out the window at Kali and her man. She leaned over to Pandora and hissed. “I thought there was an unspoken rule, that bozo wouldn’t hassle us anymore.” You could see the pure rage behind her eyes. Hard to believe Simone would ever hate a man as much as she hated Kristian. Simone eased back and then started to count to twenty, knowing they would soon be coming to the table, and she was going to have to put on the performance of her life, to stop herself from being abusive over breakfast.
If she was going to make it through the meal, she needed a distraction and when she noticed the bracelet on Pandora’a arm, she asked. “That bracelet is so beautiful. Where’d you get it? Or is was it from that bombshell Brock?’ Yes, talking about other men, would hopefully get her mind off the Dom out on the footpath.
Julian took in a slow breath to steady his racing heartbeat, his lips tingling for more of Alex’s mouth as he skimmed over the menu’s options. Alex too was skimming through the menu looking over at Julian a smirk spreading across his lips as he too, craved more. Hearing Berta speaking to them he looked up and smiled at the woman and her jolly demeanor so early in the morning.
“Very chilly this morning isn’t it? Thank you for coming to my waffle house, are you coming in from a long night? What can I get you boys?” The boys looked at one another and then placed their menus down in unison. Alex being the first to speak in response to the woman.”Yea, it sure is cold out there, but then again, what would Seattle be if it weren’t this chilly, right?” Julian looked to Alex and laughed a bit before then beginning to look at Berta. “Yea, it’s been a pretty weird last couple of hours. And honestly Alex, what do you know about Seattle?” Julian teased and turned forward. Alex moved his gaze from both Berta and Julian then to glance over at the noise the woman from The Poisoned Tongue had made.
“Hey, is everything alright over there?” Alex called out to the women. Julian blinked and turned to follow Alex’s gaze and then looked to Berta and replied to the patient woman. “ Sorry about that Berta. Would it be alright if I got a Kielbasa and cheese stuffed Pierogies with mushrooms and onions to go, And a Lone Ranger for my friend over here?”
Alex turned back to the scene at hand and smiled at the German woman before then looking at the time. ”Goodness, only 5:43 in the morning and it feels so much later.” And it was at this precise moment that Julian looked at his cellphone which lay across the near end of the booths table. ”Fuck… I’m so going to be late to work.” Julian exclaimed with surprise.
‘”Coffee…black, two sugars.”
“I’ll have the Silver dollar pancakes and….a mugachino.”
“Are you ready to order your meal miss? And you have more people coming?” she asked sweetly with the best smile she could muster and trying to hide her nervousness. She looked around, the sky was still dark. Inwardly she groaned at her aching muscles, but maintained her composure. “I can give you another minute or two to look at the menu.” she offered to the woman. “And I’ll get you two your coffee and mugachino.”
“Yea, it sure is cold out there, but then again, what would Seattle be if it weren’t this chilly, right?” she heard the two men talking to Berta.
Slowly walking away she felt her leg spasm somewhat. Walking into the kitchen she gave the order to Deter.
“We have a Silver Dollar pancake plate.” she explained and started to pour the coffee and started up the cappacino machine to make a mugachino.
“You sure you’re all right?” Deter asked carefully as he started to preheat the griddle for the pancakes and began to make the pancake batter.
“I’ll be fine.” she said. Deter looked over to her. He didn’t think she was going to make it for the full time.
“Becca will be in soon…”
“Great… that’s the last bitch I need to see…” she grumbled softly, as she grabbed the bowl of mixed fruit and a bowl of cinnamon butter. “Call me when you need me” she said her voice low in her chest, her shadow sneaking out in front of her. She finished making the mugachino, and took hold of a small serving platter. She filled up a small white dutch embellished coffee pot with coffee, and added a coffee cup and saucer as well as sugars and sweeteners and also added the mugachino which was in it’s own decorated pot with a special large mug. In a small bowl next to it was a dollop of freshly whipped cream. Lifting up the serving platter she walked back out to the restaurant and made her way over to Table 9 where the two women were sitting still talking amongst themselves. Carefully she set the platter down on a side table and gracefully set the drinks down in front of the two women.
“Here you are lovelies. Coffee and a mugachino. I just put your order in Miss, is there anything else you would like?” she asked looking over to the second woman.
“.. Would it be alright if I got a Kielbasa and cheese stuffed Pierogies with mushrooms and onions to go, And a Lone Ranger for my friend over here?” Abby overheard as she smiled to the two women sitting at the table.
“Ja, of course dears, I’ll get that in for you right away!” Berta smiled brightly. “You’re in for a real treat..” she was saying as she was walking away. “I make the kielbasa with my husband, nice and fresh with sweet meat and smoked slowly…” she was continuing on as she went into the kitchen to give Deter the order.
Alex raised a brow at Julian before looking at his watch. ”Want me to drive you? Alex asked while both he and Julian rose from the table.
”No, it’s alright, I can drive myself. My car should be fine.” Julian spoke and then looked to Berta as she began speaking to the boys in response to their orders. “Ja, of course dears, I’ll get that in for you right away!” Berta was always so full of joy; it was something Julian envied about her. . “You’re in for a real treat..” Alex chuckled and smiled widely. ”I can’t wait. I’m starving…” Julian raised a brow before he turned to look at the woman at another table and sighed, his own stomach beginning to growl in the process. “I make the kielbasa with my husband, nice and fresh with sweet meat and smoked slowly…” Berta continued to say as she walked off into the kitchen.
Alex and Julian shared a long look at each other before they both sat down at the booth once more. Each of them taking looks outside, then at the light above them and then once more back at one another. ”I say you give your boss a call and let him know you’re going to be a little late. Give or take 15 minutes or so.” Alex said to Julian, in hopes that he would get some sort of lead-way.
Julian couldn’t help but blush at the kind act of heroism Alex displayed. ”Unfortunately, I can’t I’m opening shop today.”Alex nodded and folded his hands together before pounding the table with his palm face down, motioning the fact he understood while he rose. ”Fine, but I’m driving you…”Julian laughed at him and shook his head before walking over and pushing him back into the booth. ”Nope, you’re staying here. And I am going to head to work. And that is final.” He smiled down at him and poked his forehead awkwardly before turning his head towards the kitchen while wondering how much longer it’d be before their food was ready.
”Why don’t we continue this over coffee?” Julian asked cheekily while then beginning to write down his number and The Brew’s Number.
She was startled from her thoughts by Simone’s fist smacking the table and she jerked her attention back to the blonde.
“What’s the matter with you now?” Pandora wondered.
“You’d like they were conjoined twins.” Simone practically growled, her attention directed at the window. Pandora moved to see what she had spotted and her gaze narrowed on Kristian. “I thought there was an unspoken rule, that bozo wouldn’t hassle us anymore.”
“If he starts shit, I’m going to end him. I don’t give a fuck if it hurts Kali’s feelings or not. No man treats us like that and gets away with it.” Pandora growled, not realizing she was clutching a spoon in her angry grip and slowly melting the metal. Their waitress returned with their coffees and she shoved her hand beneath the table to hide what she’d done before it could be noticed.
Luckily, Simone realized the same thing and directed Pandora’s attention back to safer topics.
“That bracelet is so beautiful. Where’d you get it? Or is was it from that bombshell Brock?”
Pandora looked down at the bracelet surrounding her right wrist, a small smile on her face.
“Yeah. Brock gave it to me on our 6-month dating anniversary. I’ve never dated a guy longer then 2 weeks, Simone. This is a record for me.” Pandora chuckled. “I actually miss him, if you can believe that. He’s on some top secret assignment somewhere and I have to content myself with the occasional voicemail or text message from him.” She lightly traced a finger over the center stone, thinking about Brock. He’d been gone for nearly a month and she was missing him like crazy.
Her phone vibrated in her pocket and she quickly yanked it out, expecting to see Brock’s name on the caller ID. It wasn’t a number she was familiar with and with a frown she answered it. “Hello?”
“Hello, Pandie.” came a voice she never expected to hear in this lifetime.
“George. How did you get this number?” she frowned.
“Oh come now…is that any way to greet your daddy?” George chuckled.
“You are not now, nor have you ever been my ‘daddy’, George. Don’t fucking call me again.” she hissed, ending the call. “Bastard!” she snarled, her mood of the day completely ruined. Shoving her phone in her pocket, she got to her feet, tossing a wad of cash on the table. “I’m sorry, Simone. I need to get home. I’m really not in the right frame of mind to deal with Kali’s husband after that call and I need some sleep before class today. I’ll call you later, maybe we can go out to a movie or dinner or something.” Pandora ducked out of the restaurant so fast, one would have thought her pants were on fire.
Pandora was like a pre-teen discussing her lover Brock and the fact that they had been dating now for six months. Course, Simone had never had a man past two weeks, since she tended to be bored by them, rather easily. By the way Pandora described Brock, being away on some top secret mission, the hunky pilot sounded a lot like James Bond. She had to admit, that that sounded dead sexy.
“I bet the catch up sex is something else, Panny.” Simone suggested, whilst holding her muggachino and blowing on the top. “So long as the guy is treating you right, and not a friday night hooker, then I am all for this…monogamy thing you got going.”Clearly, Simone liked variety when it came to men. Speaking of variety, she kept staring at the two men that had come in not long after the girls had ordered. Both were devilishly handsome, but Simone could tell by a single look that the two were smitten…with each other.
“Why are all the good looking ones gay?” Simone said sighing. She could day dream what it would be like to be sandwiched between the two jocks, in the throes of some wild night of sex and passion. This at least made her smile for a moment, while Pandora was taking a call.
“George. How did you get this number?”
Now that didn’t sound promising, nor did the frown on Pandora’s face. Simone leaned forward, setting down her mug of coffee and mouthed “Whose George?” The answer to that came thick..and fast.
“You are not now, nor have you ever been my ‘daddy’, George. Don’t fucking call me again.”
Simone’s jaw suddenly snapped shut when hearing the word ‘Daddy’. Pandora never discussed family, so this was a bit of an eyeopener. “Bastard!” Yep, that was one way to end a call. Simone sat in silence, till she saw Pandora jump up and toss down a fist full of notes. “I’m sorry, Simone. I need to get home. I’m really not in the right frame of mind to deal with Kali’s husband after that call and I need some sleep before class today. I’ll call you later, maybe we can go out to a movie or dinner or something.” With that she left so fast you would think she was being chased by the cops. Simone sat there, by herself knowing Kristian and Kali were about to enter and she was stuck alone with her order still to come.
“Fuck my life.” Simone thought as she continued to stare absently at Alex.
“Why are all the good looking ones gay?” the blonde was saying Abby couldn’t help but respond to it inwardly and giggle.
“George. How did you get this number?” the other suddenly snapped and Abby couldn’t help but blink and lowered her eyes. It was not her business what happened with the customers. But seeing customers distraught in such a way, was never good business.
“You are not now, nor have you ever been my ‘daddy’, George. Don’t fucking call me again.”Hearing that she gently cleared her throat. “Bastard!”
“Here you are…” she said gently. Suddenly she watched as the woman stood, tossing down a bit of money, and apologize to her friend.
“I’m sorry, Simone. I need to get home. I’m really not in the right frame of mind to deal with Kali’s husband after that call and I need some sleep before class today. I’ll call you later, maybe we can go out to a movie or dinner or something. she had said and rushed out without so much as a glance.
“Have a good day, ja?” Berta called out after her and was followed by Fredreich’s cheerful: “Have a nice day!” Berta then brought the plates over to the two males waiting for their meals.
“Here you go, enjoy now!” she said cheerfully to them. “If there’s anything else at all, do not hestitate to call for me!”
With the blond sitting there by herself, Abby couldn’t help but feel a twinge of sympathy.
“Are you all right?” she asked out of turn. “If you’d like I can have your meal packed up for you to go?” she added the circles slowly forming under her eyes due to exhaustian. Berta was busily moving about the restaurant handing out menus. Another ring at the door showed someone else had come in. The one and only Becca, late, as always, and messily dropping a cigarette on the pavement just outside the door.
“Well, the day can begin now that I am here!” she called out her voice rough and thick with a Louisiana drawl. “Oh looky here, Miss Abby…Yoo hoo Miss Abby… mad beat extraordinaire….” she hung up her coat on the coat rack that was usually used for guests and walked in, barely able to walk and her diner uniform stained and wrinkled. “I hear that ol’ sleeze down at the Poisoned Tongue fired you… soon you’re going to be stuck here with me all the time…” she laughed as she moved closer to Abby who stepped away from Table 9 to give the woman sitting there some space. “I wonder what you’re going to do with all that equipment and all those playlists you spend so much time on?” she giggled again, the smell of her breath making Abby inwardly cringe.
Berta stepped over to the young waitress, her jolly demeanor disappearing behind a scowl, and her face turning red with anger.
“Get into the kitchen we have customers to serve!” the woman said as softly, and as politely as she could muster. Abby shook her head and turned back to Simone. Becca slipped some gum into her mouth smiling her cocky little smile and started to walk away.
“Oh Deter aren’t you looking all handsome this mornin’!” she called out her voice still clear even from the kitchen.
“I’m sorry about that Miss, would you like me to pack up your meal?”
Alex absentmindedly grabbed the numbers from Julian and shooed him off to head to work, already knowing Julian was going to be late. But before any further movements could be made Julian and Alex were stopped by Berta who now carried their meals. One meal in a to go bag for Julian and the other on a steamy plate for Alex. Julian smiled and handed Berta the money she was owed for their meal, along with a hefty tip for her service, all before he smiled at the young woman who now looked over at Alex, and then left the diner in a rather wide sprint.
It was now 6 o’ clock on the dot and Alex had already slowly began to dig into his meal, knowing full well the woman who was now looking at him was lonely; being that her friend left. He looked to his food and then at the woman before sighing heavily and doing the gentlemanly thing by grabbing his food and moving over to sit with her. *Slam* Went the sound of his plate along with his cup, fork and knife. Probably startling her from her now somewhat daze she was in. “Hope you don’t mind I sit here with you?” Alex asked while making himself comfortable and then going back to his food. Not caring that she’d not taken a look at her food yet.
Julian had made his way into his car, placed his meal onto the ground of the cars passenger seat and shifted his car into drive after inserting his keys. His clear and obvious destination… The Brew. As he drove off he couln’t help but stop and eye the couple on the street before the brew, a pretty brunette and a handsome young man who looked to own a million dollar suit along with that of the same dollar car.
(Julian’s character- Thread change to The Brew)