FIFTEEN
“So do we yell things like Adam and Eve on a raft?” Charlie stood poised with her order pad in one hand, and a pen in the other.
“Who and what on a what?” Dana’s eyes crossed. “Kid, I have absolutely no idea what in the hell you’re talking about.”
“Adam and Eve on a raft. Two poached eggs on toast.” Charlie arched eyebrows, expectantly.
Dana didn’t look any less perplexed.
“You know like, Blowout patches for pancakes, or Make it cry, for adding an onion.” Charlie wore a huge smile. She saw James out of the corner of her eye. He was just staring at the two of them.
“What type of restaurant did you work at before?” Dana asked.
“I didn’t. This is my first time waitressing,” Charlie explained. “I couldn’t sleep last night. So I was on Wikipedia looking up diner slang.”
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