A/n-The idea behind this multi-one-shot fanfic is to give me something to do while I'm waiting for my next big plot bunny. I have nothing major, at least fanfiction-wise, on my schedule right now, and my college apps are done, so I have nothing to work on. Therefore I started this little pet project, which is something to keep me writing during my dry spell. For those of you who don't recognize the character of Brynn Gallagher, she was a major OC in my story "Ransom" so I suggest you read that first. If, for some reason, you don't want to, don't have time, or have difficulty remembering, she was a close friend of Riley's while the two were in college. After graduation, the two went their seperate ways and met up again only recently when Brynn decided to track down her old friend. Now the two of them are trying to rekindle the PLATONIC friendship they once had. This little collection of stories is basically a bunch of little "slice of life" stories that take place post-"Ransom".

Disclaimer-I don't own anything National Treasure affiliated, or any other pop culture references I happen to make. I don't own "The Little Biscuit House", either. It's an actual place. I've been there. Whether or not there's one in DC, however, I don't know.

PS-thanks to my beta, Rhiannon Aurorafai. I made it longer, just for you! And yes, X will be interesting, but I'll burn--er, cross that bridge when I come to it.

A is for Appetizers

"All you're eating is mozzarella sticks?" Riley asked incredulously. Brynn shrugged her shoulders, engrossed in a purple Etch-a-Sketch.

"I don't like biscuits," she explained distractedly.

"Then why did you propose we come to the 'Little Biscuit House'?"

"Because I love their mozzarella sticks. Why else?"

Riley was nonplussed by Brynn's retort. "Well, what do you suggest for those of us not cheese-inclined?" Riley asked, gesturing to the menu. Brynn looked at him over the top of her glasses, her attention finally drawn away from the Etch-a-Sketch.

"There's plenty of food on the menu, Riley. It's not like you have money constraints or anything. You could get lobster, if they had lobster on the menu," Brynn, having contributed to the conversation, returned her attention to the masterpiece she was creating. Riley simply rolled his eyes and loudly tapped his fingers on the table. Sooner or later the annoyance factor alone would bring her attention back to him.

It barely took two minutes. Brynn put down the Etch-a-Sketch and stared at him. "Alright, Riley. You win. You can have my full, undivided attention for as long as you need it." Her stare was creepy, and Riley frowned slightly. He knew she was doing it to bother him, and it was working.

"Just suggest something, OK? I've never been here before," Brynn gave a put-upon sigh and picked up her menu.

"Hmm. Well, you could have the potato skins, they're good. Or maybe the little buffalo wing thingies," She put down the menu and returned to her Etch-a-Sketch.

"Potato skins and buffalo wings. Do you ever eat anything that's not an appetizer?" Riley asked. Brynn simply glanced at him and smiled.

So, want more? Well too bad, you're going to get 'em! I promise, the rest will be longer!
-Pog