Snippet #2638152

The waitress that took Raven’s order watched on as the little blonde cook plated his simple order. Just a plain sandwich to go with his water. She was the only one that was scheduled to work on the late shift with Aria, but they tended to keep each other entertained in the evenings.

"Sooo~ what do you think about the mystery guy out there?"

Aria picked her head up from the completed dish and eyed the brunette curiously.

"What do you mean, Anna?"

"You know what I mean. He comes in here and sits alone so calmly, and he hardly talks to anyone. He's always got that bandanna on his face and no one can get a read on him.. Stacy said he's probably a hoodlum, but I think He's a vigilante who fights for truth and good on the hard city streets, distributing street justice to bad men behind that mask, he's just like that super hero from those justice team comic books, Man Bat!

"aheh...you are letting your imagination get the better of you I think"

Anna hardly registered the comment. Her mind was too immersed in unraveling the story of the mystery man. "He comes into this diner for a sandwich before he starts his night of crime fighting, and falls madly in love with his sweet and beautiful waitress! He's not the man I deserve, he's the one I need!"

Aria blinked a few times while she took in the site of the swooning waitress, who’s cheeks were now lit with a rosey red.. "I.....I don’t want to know what you are thinking about now...."

Aria walked around the waitress that was still caught in her imaginings, and weaving wild tales of a white fence house with four masked children and a masked dog. Aria hurried out of the kitchen as quickly as she could throwing her heel into the doors in the process.

the double doors to the kitchen swung open and slapped the paint of the building, shocking the woman who had started to doze off at the front counter to attention. Stacy squeaked and snorted at the same time while frantically trying to assess her surroundings. “Wha!? Hngh! Welcome to Floppy’s!” she had a hand clasped over her chest to try and keep her heart from jumping out and running off, but once she had calmed down and took in the sight of Aria chuckling in her direction she cut the source of the noise a sharp glare.

“Aria! hasn't Floppy talked to you about spartan kicking the doors past nine? Us old fogies around here can only have so many heart attacks before it starts to become an issue!”

the little signal student returned a rather cheeky grin and stuck her tongue out at the girl behind the counter. “Aren't you twenty three, Stacy? I think you’ll live. if your old maid bones can't handle it though you are more than welcome to head back to the home and take your granny nap. Anna and I can close this place up on our own."

stacy let out a big yawn and huffed at Aria. “Ha-Ha-Ha....You’re hilarious, and as much as I'd like to take you up on that ,Aria, I'm in it for the long haul tonight. Word around the grapevine is that there has been some pretty serious vandalism happening around the square, and I told Floppy that I would make sure you two got home safe."

Aria looked a bit concerned about the issue, but she was more worried about Stacy not getting enough sleep than the vandalism. If push came to shove though, she still had her long sword Needle awaiting her return in the kitchen. “I can handle myself, Miss Stacy, If anything I’d be escorting you home.”

Aria took her bravado and moved over to the table with her guest and placed the sandwich down in front of Raven with her usual smile. “looks like it’s just you and me now. Your usual waitress is....preoccupied." Aria giggled and looked excitedly at him with big bright green orbs while he tried to keep his attention focused on his sandwich. “I’ve seen you in here a few times before. You always order the same thing every time you come in. I know that we have a good sandwich here, but you should consider trying to branch out, a change of pace every once in awhile is good for you!"

stacy took a look over at the table that Aria had so elegantly inserted herself into and couldn't stop herself from laughing. She knew that the girl loved to talk to people, it’s a big part of why she fit in so well around the cafe, but sometime she did go just a bit...overboard.

“let the man eat in peace, Aria. He seems like a guy who likes his privacy.”

“hmm?”~ Aria threw a confused glance over her shoulder at stacy. “I thought you said he looked like a hoodlum.”

“A-A-A-Aria! I-I don't know what she's talking about sir! She's making things up, you know how kids can be....eh-heh...heh."


“I am not!" She crossed her arms and puffed her cheeks out with a petulant huff. "And I'm not a little kid!"

"You're twelve!!"

"Twelve and a HALF!" She stated proudly while straightening her posture accordingly.

Stacy rubbed the bridge of her nose. she knew that arguing with the tenacious twelve year old and her seemingly boundless levels of energy at all times of the day was next to impossible. Aria just turned back to The table with a big grin on her face and took a seat opposite of Raven.

"Ya know, in a lot of places getting to sit at the chef's table is quite the privilege. You can show me how honored you are by introducing yourself. You can call me the Chef Supreme, Aria Sinner!"

The little signal student leaned forward, eager to hear the mysterious stranger’s answer. her curious green eyes once again boring into the front of Raven’s face. Stacy eyed the scene from her place behind the counter. Ready to get a leash for her staff member if her customer seemed too uncomfortable with Aria's badgering.