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On the road...
Feb. 8th, 2006 04:21 pmKyle stared at the menu.
Rocky Mountain Oysters
Really? Testicles?
"What can I get you, hon?"
Kyle looked up at the waitress, a surprisingly comforting combination of Flo from "Alice" and his third grade teacher.
"What's the special?"
"Lumberjack breakfast. Three eggs, steak, country potatoes, toast, pancakes and coffee."
Kyle's mouth watered as he listened to her. He'd miscalculated just how much money he'd have to get him through the trip. As a result, he was currently starving but using his old road trip tricks to negotiate for meals. He knew he could have tried using some magic tricks to get some cash, but he was trying to be as honest as possible since this particular trip wasn't a matter of life or death.
"Let's say I didn't have enough cash to cover the tab," he said, smiling sweetly at her. "Is there someone I could talk to about working it off?"
She lowered her pad and narrowed her eyes at him. "That would be me, sugar. But how do I know you won't just take off after you eat?"
"Ah," Kyle said, digging into his backpack and pulling out a watch. "My most treasured possession, given to me by my dad for graduation. I refuse to pawn it and I definitely won't leave without it. But, realistically speaking, if I take off, you can sell it and make way more than the cost of the meal."
Her expression softened a little. "Hon, do you need a job? I can give you something steady, you know."
Kyle smiled at the offer. He was amazed at how generous people were once you left the bigger cities and towns.
"Thanks, but I'm just passing through. Trying to find myself," he added with an embarassed chuckle.
"One of those," she said with a soft laugh of her own. "Okay, then. You can wash up some dishes for me once you're done eating. And if you do a good job, I'll give you something for the road."
Beaming at her, Kyle nodded and rubbed his hands together. "Then I'll take the Lumberjack breakfast, thanks, and I promise to do a good job." He paused. "And feel free to leave the testicles out of that to go order."
Rocky Mountain Oysters
Really? Testicles?
"What can I get you, hon?"
Kyle looked up at the waitress, a surprisingly comforting combination of Flo from "Alice" and his third grade teacher.
"What's the special?"
"Lumberjack breakfast. Three eggs, steak, country potatoes, toast, pancakes and coffee."
Kyle's mouth watered as he listened to her. He'd miscalculated just how much money he'd have to get him through the trip. As a result, he was currently starving but using his old road trip tricks to negotiate for meals. He knew he could have tried using some magic tricks to get some cash, but he was trying to be as honest as possible since this particular trip wasn't a matter of life or death.
"Let's say I didn't have enough cash to cover the tab," he said, smiling sweetly at her. "Is there someone I could talk to about working it off?"
She lowered her pad and narrowed her eyes at him. "That would be me, sugar. But how do I know you won't just take off after you eat?"
"Ah," Kyle said, digging into his backpack and pulling out a watch. "My most treasured possession, given to me by my dad for graduation. I refuse to pawn it and I definitely won't leave without it. But, realistically speaking, if I take off, you can sell it and make way more than the cost of the meal."
Her expression softened a little. "Hon, do you need a job? I can give you something steady, you know."
Kyle smiled at the offer. He was amazed at how generous people were once you left the bigger cities and towns.
"Thanks, but I'm just passing through. Trying to find myself," he added with an embarassed chuckle.
"One of those," she said with a soft laugh of her own. "Okay, then. You can wash up some dishes for me once you're done eating. And if you do a good job, I'll give you something for the road."
Beaming at her, Kyle nodded and rubbed his hands together. "Then I'll take the Lumberjack breakfast, thanks, and I promise to do a good job." He paused. "And feel free to leave the testicles out of that to go order."
