Maintenance Log 004: Waiting Tables

[wrench_and_ruffles]

[Action: One of Mayfield's Fine Dining Establishments]

[Kaylee had been a bit surprised to hear she'd apparently been working here since she finished high school. But there had been a uniform in the closet that wasn't there yesterday, short skirt and all. She comes up to your table with a bright smile on her face.]

Hey, what can I getcha?

[Phone]

How many drones do y'all reckon there are in this town? Couldn't believe how many showed up today. All ordered the same thing, too.

Comments

[wrench_and_ruffles]

[They might be getting the stinkeye from a few drones, but Kaylee doesn't care. She leans in closer]

Cots you say... could think of a few things that'd be good for...

[last_ofthe_jedi]

[Luke's pulse and breathing have sped up considerably and he's trying like hell to control himself. She's so close and this table looks nice and sturdy...

Yeah, let's not do that in the middle of a crowded diner.

He clears his throat and finally looks at his menu.]

My lunch break'll be over soon. I should probably eat something.

[One last little quip. He can't help himself. It's too perfect. He looks up at her again with that mischievous look.]

I'll need my energy later.

[Han would be proud.]

[wrench_and_ruffles]

Gonna make sure of that!

[The words drift with promise and mischief. Oh, she's going to have a hard time concentrating on the rest of her shift.]