Luna parked her beat up 1979 Chevy low riding Gulfport in the back of her boss, Joel's Bar and diner. The car was once, when her father first had it, black. Now, it was more a gray from the years of sitting in the weather at a storage lot. She had gotten the car as college present. It was a good car, great engine and gas mileage. It was just the faded black to gray body color, torn up leather seats, sticky gear shift and the passenger door didn't open from the outside. Other than that it did it's job of getting Luna to work, school, home and where ever else she needed to be. Getting out of the truck and tying her apron around her waist, sticking her order pad into the pouch and a pen in with it, she walked into the back door of the noisy diner.
"Oh great, Luna you're early...for once." Another waitress, Monika called to her at the serving window with an arm full of plates of food. "The place is full. Could you serve tables 12, 3 and 9 for me. I just seated them."
"Yeah, sure." Luna nodded, setting her small messenger bag in her cubby and hanging her keys on the employee key holder. She walked passed the serving window, heading for the tables waiting when the short order cook, Layfette or LaLa as Luna called him, called after her.
"Woo bitch you look good tonight." he said waving his spatula in the air and moving his hips, totally giving away that he was so beyond gay, he was to bright to look at even with sunglasses on. Luna looked at him over her shoulder and stuck her tongue out before turning back and stepping up to her first table of the night.
"Hi'ya." she smiled, pulling out her pad and pen. "I'm Luna and I'll be your server for the night. What can I get you?" The two guys and woman gave her their orders and she shuttled off to the serving window, gave LaLa and the other cook their orders and went off to do the others.
The night was looking good for Luna as she worked. Her tables were tipping well and leaving happy. Joel was also happy that she wasn't late, falling asleep on him or messing up orders. But the night picked up when Eric came into the bar. Everyone inside going dead silent as the Vampire folded himself into the booth in the back corner. Everyone stared at him, chewing their food slowly, downing their drinks in single gulps or just ignoring what they had all together. Instead of sending his waitress Ana over to serve Eric, Joel went over instead.
"I'm sorry, but we don't have any of that synthetic blood stuff in stock for you. We've never had a Vampire come in before." Joel told Eric. Joel was a good guy, though with a questionable past and with a bit of a temper.
"That's fine. I don't like the stuff to start with." Eric answered. "I was looking for someone." Joel shifted in his place and crossed his arms. "Yeah? Who's that?" he asked the blond.
"Her name is Luna. I heard she worked here and she had a shift tonight. I wanted to talk to her." Eric told Joel, getting a snotty attitude towards him.
Joel narrowed his eyes at the Viking, "She's not working tonight. An emergence came up in her family and had to call in sick." he told him. Eric nodded and started to get up to leave, but stopped when he saw Luna come around the corner from the kitchen. Looking back at Joel, Eric raided an eyebrow at Joel. Joel slumped his shoulders and rolled his head in annoyance.
"Sick is she." Eric said, sarcasm in is voice.
Ana stopped Luna in her tracks. "What, Ana?" she asked. The girl pointed at Eric. Luna gasped and took a step back. "What is he doing here?"
"Looking for you." Monika whispered into Luna's ear. Luna gulped as Eric walked over to her. He stood in front of her, dwarfing her in height almost intimidatingly. He was easily 6'6 and she was barely 5'4. Monika and Ana inched away from them.
"Hi, Luna." Eric said softly.
Luna looked up at him like a deer stuck in stadium lights, "H..Hi." she mumbled back.
"Do you have a moment?" Eric asked. "I'd like to talk to you. Alone." Luna could feel everyone's eyes on them, judging and commenting. She slowly looked at her watch, then back up at him. "Ye..yeah. Its my dinner break." Eric nodded. "We can go out back. I have an hour, just let me order something to eat, real quick and I'll meet you out there." she told him. Eric nodded again and headed out the front door to the rear of the diner. Luna turned at went to the serving window.
"I'll have the chicken stripes with the honey butter sauce, LaLa." She told her friend.
"Alright, honey. But you watch out for that Vampire. He may have a sweet ass, he's still a Vampire, ya hear." he told her pointing his spatula at her. Luna smiled, crossing her finger over her heart.
LaLa got Luna her food and she started out to the back of the diner, when Joel stopped her. "Are you crazy? He's a fucking fanger." he snapped. Luna pulled loose of his grip.
"I know what he is, Joel. I met him last night at that Fangtasia bar in Shreveport, Kelly dragged me too. He actually saved me from another Vampire too." she told him.
"Yeah, he might have. That now probably means he wants something out of you." Joel said. "Don't go out there."
"Joel, I wasn't raised to be rude to human or Vampires. Or any other supernatural creature there may be and if I have an issue with him I'll let you know." Luna said heading out the back door.
"You better!" Joel yelled after her.
