Taystee Diner, New Gotham, the lunch shift, Monday

[lovemykilt]

Priestly had never worked at a place as large as this diner before. It was a bit of an adjustment -- especially when you factored in going from managing Luke's in Fandom to being a lowly peon here -- but he liked his coworkers well enough, no one tried to stick things in his hair, and there were even a few regulars he'd gotten to know working the lunch counter on the days he didn't have afternoon classes. New Gotham was almost as full of lovable weirdoes as Santa Cruz had been, which was good, as they needed the lovable ones to balance out the criminally insane ones.

And, hey, if harmlessly flirting with the hot cougar who came in every now and then to order a late lunch to go for her and her "business associates" got him a bigger tip, that was even better. She liked to stop and chat for a bit while she waited for her order, and Priestly always kept her coffee full and the compliments running while she did. Carlos, the usual lunch time cook, liked to tease Priestly about how he had to keep his dates straight so Dinah wouldn't find out he was cheating on her with an old lady, but Priestly was so used to getting grief from the kitchen staff that he barely noticed.

He did kind of miss troubleshooting Fandom's occasional harmless jaunts into the surreal, though. A lunch rush just wasn't the same if you didn't have an eagle turning into a naked mayor at the counter.

[ooc: for Them That Knows]

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[lovemykilt]

"I'm always up for some flirting," Priestly said. It wasn't entirely true, but Arleen Queen really was a good looking woman, and she definitely seemed to enjoy the attention. "I, uh, have some homework I still need to do, but I could use a bit of a break. . . ."

[gothamlights.livejournal.com]

"Superb! I'll be free in an hour or so, after I've delivered the lunch order back to the others." She tilted her head, finger tapping on her lips. "Perhaps dessert somewhere?"

[lovemykilt]

"Dessert I'm not making myself, huh?" Priestly smiled. "We could meet up at the bakery down the street?" He suggested. It'd be nice and public -- which wouldn't necessarily stop the question mark guy, dude had gone after a gala, after all, but would at least leave Priestly feeling a little safter. "I'd just need to check in with my roommates, let 'em know I'll be home a little late. We've been doing a bit of a buddy system since the Arkham break out."

[gothamlights.livejournal.com]

"Oh, of course! I should do the same, just in case we're-- intercepted, by one of those miscreants."

Such a great word. Miscreants. Harley Quinn beamed to herself. "And well, too, the girl-buddy system has to be respected. I wouldn't want my friends worry that I was out with a stranger."

[lovemykilt]

"Even a handsome one?" Priestly laughed. "You're totally safe with me. I haven't lived in New Gotham long enough to end up a supervillain."

[gothamlights.livejournal.com]

"You know what they say about New Gotham! You either become the villain, or you die a hero." She wrinkled her nose adorably. "Let's both avoid that, shall we? I'll meet you at that little bakery in an hour. Be prepared to tell me all your secrets, sweetie."

[lovemykilt]

"The deepest and darkest," Priestly said, patting his chest. "Though I'll expect some juicy ones in return."

[gothamlights.livejournal.com]

"I have so many to share. You won't be disappointed." (http://lovemykilt.livejournal.com/24183.html?thread=868215#t868215)