extremely worn look to it. The windows are just clear glass,
the walls pretty much bare, with the regular old hanging
frosted light glass fixtures overhead.
I’m kind of surprised that Steph would pick this place
because it looks very run of the mill, but I did check the menu
and it must have good food. I mean, they serve breakfast all
day, so that’s already a huge win in my books.
Steph is already seated at a booth near the back by a
window with the shade pulled up all the way. She spots us and
waves us over. She doesn’t look dismayed at all to see Tildy.
In fact, she gives us a radiant smile. She’s dressed casually in a
lightweight blue sweater and jeans, with her hair pulled back
loosely at her nape. I’m starting to realize she likes it that way
instead of on top her head. As in the past, she doesn’t have
much makeup, but she’s so flawless and beautiful it’s hard to
tell.
“Good morning,” Steph says brightly. “I hope you
didn’t have any trouble finding it. It can be confusing because
of the one-way street. I always used to drive the wrong way
down it, without fail, and then have so much trouble trying to
find parking.”
“I was okay. I didn’t go down the one way, but the
parking was pretty packed. We had to walk again.”
“She made me walk so fast I could hardly keep up,”
Tildy complains.
“I did not! I…don’t think I did.”
“She bribed me with a shake.”
“Tildy!”
Steph laughs. “You’re in luck, because they have tons
here. All the flavors you can imagine. If you want something