Beach City Grill, Santa Cruz, Friday

[lovemykilt]

Priestly was even bouncier than usual today, taking up space in the sub shop like a giant hyper active ferret.

His cheer was contagious. It even got Trucker grinning, and he'd dealt with early morning crappy waves. Everyone was just pleased to see him look so happy.

Well, except Mr. Julius. Mr. Julius was rolling his eyes every five minutes. Especially once Priestly started trying to rearrange the pots hanging over the stove for "more optimal flow".

[ooc: for one in particular, hurray!]

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Yeeeah. Well. He died this week," Dinah said, putting down her sandwich and stopping to take a drink of water for a moment. "Which I guess he expected to happen soon... and Didi? Jaime's roommate?" This was even worse, if even more inevitable, according to stuff Didi had said. "She's-- she died too. The day before." She propped her chin in her hand. "Not at all connected. Just coincidence. But. It made leaving... sadder."

[lovemykilt]

Priestly couldn't do anything but just gape at that. "Holy crap, Dinah!"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"I know! Nothing seems to happen like that there, but this week..." She shook her head, then said softly, "I am so, so, so glad to be here."

[lovemykilt]

"Yeah, I'm suddenly even more glad you're here, too."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah put down half her sandwich, then got up to stand on the stool and lean over the counter to give him a hug.