Snippet #2468574

Danny jolted awake as a pile of books dropped to the floor. He must have fallen asleep training and researching. Ever since the situation between vampires and vampire hunters went critical he has been working on ways to keep the other vampire hunters safer. There isn't many people to spare.
Right now its all about communication. However trying to figure out how to communicate with other hunters without the vampires being able to use the same device, not so easy.
It was dark outside; he had slept all day. Although he hadn't seen Wesley or Alice since last night, it was time to go out and get some food. It wasn't an unusual occurrence but he still worried. However he wasn't worried enough to ignore the hunger pains that started to work its way higher in his abdomen.
He quickly showered and got dressed. Tonight he wore his favorite white sweater with a red plaid shirt underneath, and of course his usual pair of blue jeans. As he passed by the mirror he stopped to adjust he cloths, he flash himself a charismatic smile. Seeing that he looked publicly expectable, it was time to head out the door.
Danny walked over to a little diner called Marty's. On the outside every thing was gray in color. There were no parking lines just a gray slab of cement. The news box was painted gray along with post that stood as high Danny's hip. Everything to the one car in the restaurant's parking lot to the tinting of their windows, was gray.
As he walked in he was greeted by warm color lights and the waitress who served him almost every night. Her blonde hair, with its caramel colored low lights, was in a ponytail and she wore brown colored smoky eyes tonight. You could tell she had gotten some work done on her lips but she did look good for her age which she claimed was forty-three.
"How ya doin' tonight, sweetheart?" She asked from behind the counter while drinking a cup of blonde coffee.
"I'm good." He gave her a tired smile. "How are you Marty?"
She laughed. "I've been better an' by the sound of things so have you." She pointed out. "The usual?"
"Yea." He answered blankly.
Walking over to the kitchen window she yelled his order to the cook.
"You want coffee? She asked him as he walked over to a booth with brown and tan striped sits that haven't been updated in a long time.
"Yea." He answered plainly.
She brought over a cup of coffee and a deck of cards.
"Your burger's gonna be a sec." She sat down and started to shuffle. "You through the cook off when you came in later last week."
"Are you still upset about that?" He smiled when she gave him a disapproving look.
Danny set his phone on the table and began to play a version of poker he hadn't played before as he waited for his food. After he ate his food and played a couple of games he would probably head to the bar.