Yay! Another chapter! Thanks for all the reviews for the last one (:
"You're the boy with a real nice smile but a broken heart inside. Give it to a girl. Give it to a girl I think she's lost her mind." –Prove you wrong/He Is We
Jack Carter had left the trio halfway to Café Diem. He'd said that he had a breakfast date with Allison, and that she was probably waiting for him at the infirmary at GD.
So, Claudia and Doug entered the café together.
"Claudia Donovan," Vincent smiled before they'd taken three steps into the establishment. "Long time no see. Fargo told us you were coming." He picked up a small tray of cinnamon rolls (fresh out of the oven). He shoved them under the pair's nose. "Cinnamon roll? They're made from scratch. And they're fresh!"
"Awesome!" Claudia exclaimed, as they both grabbed the warm rolls.
Vincent showed them to a table, one in the corner by the window. He set down two identical menus and took their orders.
While Vincent was gone, off to the kitchen, they started to talk.
"So, how's the warehouse?"
"It's good. We're good. Pete and Myka and Artie and Leena and Steve and HG-"
"New recruits?"
Claudia chuckled. "You could say that."
Fargo listened closely as she described the HG situation. When she was finished, he chuckled too. "The real HG Wells, huh? That'll be something to tell the kids about."
There was a moment of silence between the two as they both awkwardly adjusted their napkins. Claudia looked up at him out of the corner of her eye. "How's your girlfriend?"
I don't care, she said in her head. I don't care. I don't care. I don't car-
"I don't have one," Doug blurts.
There's another silence as they both shift in their seats.
"How… How's your boyfriend?" Doug asks after a minute.
"I don't have a boyfriend."
"Oh."
Their conversation in interrupted as Vincent brings their drinks to the table. "A strawberry lemonade for the lovely lady." Claudia rolled her eyes as she thankfully accepted the tall glass from Vincent.
"Oh my God," she exclaimed, almost choking on the liquid. "This is delicious!"
"..And an orange juice for the fine gentleman," Vincent handed Fargo his glass.
"Thanks."
"So, Doug, when can I pick up my goo?" Claudia asked, their awkward moment completely in the past.
"Well, um, about that-"
He was interrupted when Vincent set down two plates of pancakes. "And the breakfast."
Claudia beamed. "Thanks!"
Vincent winked. "It's on the house, Ms. Donovan. You know Eureka loves you."
Not much in this chapter, and it's not too long either :/ Sorry.
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