lovemykilt | Beach City Grill, Santa Cruz, Saturday afternoon

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Beach City Grill, Santa Cruz, Saturday afternoon

Priestly checked his reflection in his jeep's review mirror one more time. Clean pants, no holes: check. Button down shirt (with the sleeves torn out): check. Plain, inoffensive t-shirt (black, nice contrast to the red button down): check. Facial hair: trimmed. Eyeliner: straight and unsmudged. Hair: swept back into a high, short pony tail with a slightly emo-bangish bit going on in front, died dark, almost subtle purple.

"I don't know," he said, tugging on the swoopy bang before shooting a glance at Dinah in the passenger seat. "Maybe I should change my shirt again."

[ooc: for the permissably modded Dinah in Santa Cruz, or others via phone.]

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"Wait, wait," Karla said, trying to keep track. "So, Piper and...her boyfriend." Who wasn't Warren, which was weird with her face, but also good because Karla would be Not Best Pleased with that. "And Jeff and...Jen? And Zo and, umm, the other gentleman," because she'd missed his name, "...and that leaves Tish, Priestly, and Dinah. So, Tish, who are you dating?"

BECAUSE IT WAS OBVIOUS WHO PRIESTLY HAD ENDED UP WITH. DUH.

Dinah widened her eyes, snickered, and pointed at Priestly. Because hello! She wanted kissing, she got kissing!

"Well," Priestly said. "Will date. We have a date. Soon." He glanced over at Tish. "Right?"

"Oh please. It's not like we don't know we get along," she said.

"Well, the romantic comedy version of getting along, anyway," Jen said. Tish shot her a look. "What? I like romantic comedies. You two are adorable."

"Yeah, me and Tish," Priestly confirmed. "We're thinking Dinah needs a fling."

Oh.

That was...very much not what Karla was hoping to hear. She had banners, dammit! Banners! She and Momoko were practically in a club. There might even be t-shirts one day!

"That's, uhh, awesome," she said, trying to sound enthusiastic. She flashed them both a smile. "Is that why you're sporting a new look? Hot, Priestly. I approve!"

"Doesn't he look great?" Dinah enthused. She beamed at him and Tish. Completely oblivious to Karla's disappointment. "And it's very romantic comedy around here. I am totally convinced I can find a fling before Monday morning." Nothing like leaving it to the last minute!

Tish rubbed a hand over Priestly's ponytail. "Apparently, this is his version of cleaning up."

"Bad things happen when I wear khakis," he told her. "They're evil. And we will totally get Dinah a fling. Also one who doesn't wear khakis."

"Yay, a fling for Dinah!"

Karla was trying really hard to sound enthused. Really, really hard. But, if Dinah was flinging with anyone, it should be Priestly.

But now was not the time to sulk. That would be for later, when she called Momoko and whined.

"Any prospective candidates?"

"Not yet, but Trucker's promised to introduce me to some nice surfers," Dinah said, stretching her arms over her head. "We've been having fun, swimming and biking and just hanging out. And then all the romantic drama." She grinned. "And having to wear red boots 'cause Priestly painted a mural too. It's been an awesome break. So many pix to show you!"

"Trucker knows a lot of cool surfers," Priestly said.

"Speaking of murals, though," Piper said. "I should keep working on ours. Jen, Tish, you guys wanna help? Give the friends a minute to talk?"

"Sure," Jen said. "Nice to meet you finally, Karla."

"Yeah." Tish gave her a small smile, sensing that Karla was not 100% approving of her, just yet. "Maybe we'll talk to you later."

Priestly watched Tish follow Jen and Piper around the counter, then looked back at the screen, totally oblivious to what she'd been picking up on. "Isn't Tish awesome?" he asked, sotto voce. "I rule!"

Hell no Karla did not approve. It wasn't that there was anything wrong with Tish, except her glaring flaw of not being Dinah. But Karla she returned the smile and added a little wave as they walked away.

"She seems very nice," she offered. "Though the Piper thing is still really weird."

"It freaked Priestly out when he got here, and I was just amazed." Dinah grinned. "She's really nice... but there's not a lot else you guys have in common." She winked at her little sister and mouthed, You're way cooler. She bumped Priestly's shoulder. "Karla should visit sometime!"

"That'd be sweet!" Priestly agreed. "We don't have any unicorns, but we can go see the elephant seals."

By the mural, Jen, Piper, and Tish exchanged a look. Unicorns?

"What," Trucker asked them quietly. "Don't tell me you girls don't believe in unicorns."

"Elephant seals?" Karla asked, immediately picturing some kind of seal-elephant hybrid creature. "That sounds so cool! Can I come to work in your sandwich shop, too?"

She could pretend to be Piper!

Dinah tilted her head so Karla couldn't see her expression, but Priestly could, and crossed her eyes. "Well, but then Piper wouldn't get paid...?" AIEEEEEEE.

Priestly coughed into his hand. "Mayyyyybe you could help Tish take orders?"

That required minimal handling of food, right?

"And Jen, with the computer orders!" That couldn't hurt so much! Dinah nodded encouragingly. "Maybe this summer!" Which was plenty of time to set up some kind of system to protect customers.

Karla grinned and bounced up and down a little. "Oooh, Priestly, really? You mean it? I'd love to come and visit sometime!"

She would be AWESOME behind the counter. AWESOME.

Priestly was totally not actually hiding behind Dinah. Nope.

"Yeah. You know you're welcome to come hang out here."

Maybe they could fake an emergency and only sell prepackaged foods for a day?

Dinah resisted the urge to glare at Priestly. But she still reached back without looking to poke him in the side, lightly.

"There's tons of other stuff to catch up on, hon-- want me to call on Monday, when the crazy stuff is over, and I can give you all the details?"

"Yeah," Karla said, nodding over the the computer screen. "I can tell you about all the crazy shenanigans from the weekend and you can fill me in on your fling--" keep smiling, Karla. Keep smiling. "--and Priestly's date! I can't wait for all the details."

SO THEN SHE COULD CALL MOMOKO AND TELL HER HOW WRONG YOU BOTH ARE!

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