Breakfast at Milliways

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Richard steps behind the bar and ties on his apron.

"What'll it be?"

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"Not so much that I liked it. More like...I realized after that it didn't bother me. Little confusing."

He sips down more of the coffee. A lot.

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He shrugs.

"I wouldn't worry about it too much. Is this bloke the person you've been grinning about all morning?"

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Zeke snorts...and then laughs nervously.

"Nooooooo...no no, uh...lemme add 'no' to that cause...no."

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"Well, that answers that question. Sounds like you've got nothing to worry about, mate."

He tops off the coffee again and thumps his shoulder.

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Zeke munches on his breakfast a little, sips his coffee, chucks back a lot of his coffee, eats a little more breakfast, and then looks at Richard.

"But...what's that mean?"

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"What's what mean? I really think you're making this more complicated than it is."

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Zeke looks at Richard for a minute before blinking and looking down at his food. He eats it halfheartedly before chucking back more of the coffee.

"Guess."

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"Just relax. Don't brood too much over it. Is the bloke all right?"

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Zeke nods.

"Pretty sure, yeah. I, uh, kinda blew up at him about it. Thought he was messing with me."

He sighs and looks more tired than usual even.

"I really gotta stop being paranoid, but it's really hard."

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"I understand that, but still. We can't have with the blowing up. Especially at the kids."

He gives Zeke a pointed look.

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Zeke looks suitably wounded.

"I patched things up with Tobias, all right? And I didn't mean to...it's just...I told you. The woman slept with my wife to try to get to me."

He runs hands through his hair and lets his head thump on a non-plate covered bit of bar.

"It's not even that I'm jumping at shadows, Rich. I'm used to those. I'm jumping at the lack of shadows. I'm freaking because I turn around and there's no evil grin popping over my shoulder telling me to get to work. He's the Devil, Rich. This long without trouble I'm starting to think he's got something elaborate planned and the last time he did that, my wife almost got buckshot to the brain."

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He nods.

"Good. Tobias is a good kid."

He shudders.

"I'm sorry about all of that. I wish I could tell you that you're safe here, but I know full well that the Devil has access to Milliways."

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Zeke stops cold.

"You've seen him? Older guy, shorter than me, grinning a lot and probably smoking a cigar or something. Hair down to his shoulders? That him?"

He's praying it's not.

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He shakes his head.

"Not that one. Probably a different one. There are so many worlds here."

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Zeke breaths again. Not that he has to...but it's really better for him. Lets him talk and all.

"Oh...okay. Just, uh, yeah...him...not knowing I go here. That's...that's good like it is."

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Richard tops off the coffee again.

"Sorry, mate. Just don't want you to be surprised if he turns up."

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Zeke smiles tiredly and nods as he finishes up his breakfast and stands. He drops a five on the counter.

"Yeah...thanks, Rich. I get ya. Just...hoping on the not for that."

And off he goes.