Breakfast at Milliways

[vanwithaman.livejournal.com]

Before her first shift, Dinah's been busying herself behind the Bar and in the kitchen, acquainting herself with all the rats and the mechanics of the place. It was a surprise to discover the bar was magical for one.

Taking it in her stride, or glide as the case maybe, she writes the following up on the specials board:

Breakfast Specials
Fluffy buttermilk pancakes with blueberries
Scrambled egg with bacon and toast
Half Grapefruit

And stands behind the spotlessly clean bar, bright smile in place.

"What'll you have?"

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[general-lando.livejournal.com]

"Oh, right. They were too sweet." No way is he going to figure this out. His best conclusion? She's delusional. Maybe a droid with a faulty logic circuit or two. Well, he thinks at least she's harmless and friendly and does seem to answer my questions.

"Can I get some wastril bread with Sarkanian jelly, and a stim tea?"

[vanwithaman.livejournal.com]

She smiles and removes the pancakes, watching as the Bar produces the breakfast he asked for.

"There you go. Wastril bread, huh? I'll remember that for next time."

[general-lando.livejournal.com]

"Thanks, Dinah. I'm not averse to trying new things - indeed, I think that if the chefs on your Earth would use less sweetner, the food would be more than acceptable. But sometimes, it's good to be able to have something familiar." He spreads the jelly on the bread and takes a nice sized bite.

"Yes, that is much better."

[ooc: sorry for the delays - boss calling me into impromptu meetings today.]

[vanwithaman.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I'm sure I could find you something savoury," she says. "Not everythin's got sugar in it."

[general-lando.livejournal.com]

"Tell you what, Dinah. This will do for now - it's only breakfast, after all. But if you are likely to be behind the Bar again, I'll let you surprise me.

"Who knows? I might even find somethng that I like so much that I don't try to sell it to the galaxy." He smiles, and without realizing is it being just a touch flirtatious.

[vanwithaman.livejournal.com]

"That's a deal then," she says, smiling sweetly and being just as flirtatious. "Next time I'm serving, I'll give you something that ain't too sweet."

[general-lando.livejournal.com]

He smiles back, and wonders if maybe she isn't a droid. Which might mean she's a seriously deluded human with fairly cold hands. Not truly a comforting thought. But not as odd in some ways.

Lando stops thinking about this and eats his bread and the orange, but leaves the juice.

"How often are you on?"

[vanwithaman.livejournal.com]

"Three times a week," she says happily. "My choice. I think I'll be on Thursday, probably."

[general-lando.livejournal.com]

Then I happen to be here on whatever day is your 'Thursday', we can see what new breakfast specials are possible." He gives her a very charming grin, and then finishes his breakfast, taking out a couple of Imperial coins, the image of the Emperor noticeably scratched a bit.

"Thank you for the breakfast."

[vanwithaman.livejournal.com]

"You're very welcome," she says, taking the coins, and looking around hopelessly until a small saucer appears in a rather pointed way. She grins, and deposits the coins on the saucer, which vanishes along with them.

"Well, ain't this place somethin'? Have a good one, Mr. Calrissian."

[general-lando.livejournal.com]

"You too, Dinah." He gets up, smiling, and heads off fortified and ready for adventure.