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Chapter 4
Lunch Date
It was right before 12:30 and I stood in my normal position behind the counter at the Coffee Shop. The TV in the corner quietly blared a news report that I paid no attention to. Mindy was wiping dust off the the tables by the couches and it was silent. As usual, it was very silent. With my chin in my palm I stared out the glass windows and watched people walk by seeming oblivious to the empty shop.
Every few seconds I would check the clock on the far wall. The big hand didn't seem to want to leave 5. Like, I'm too tired to move Lez, you can just wait longer. Soon enough the bell above the door chimed. I didn't want to look too excited that he had walked in but by the way stood up so quickly I would say it was a little too late.
Wally approached the counter with a playful grin. "I met a girl here yesterday, is she in?" He teased.
I glared with a smile. Mindy looked over with a smile and nodded as if saying "Leave dangit!" So as if by command I followed Wally out of the shop.
We walked into a fast food restaurant. The large room consisted of a bunch of tables and booths scattered everywhere. People filled the area. Some were a group of teenagers, others were families with little kids inhaling their food so their parent s would let them go to the play area, and some were just there for the coffee and free wi-fi.
The young man behind the register eyed Wally and asked the question he probably asked a billion times today. "May I take your order?"
Wally gave a friendly smile. "Yes, can I get four double cheese burgers, 3 large fries, a 10 piece nugget, a bacon cheese burger and a large Dr. Pepper? And-" he turned to me. "What do you want?"
Taken aback by the large order, I hesitated. "Uh?" I shook my head and answered. "Cheese Burger, large fry and a drink."
Wally nodded and looked back at the shocked cashier. "And what she said." Wally added as he pulled out his wallet. The cashier stared blankly at Wally for a moment and then punched in the order.
"You are number 213." He stated as he handed Wally the receipt.
We sat at a high table near the big glass windows peering out into the streets of Central City. Wally placed the tray with the mountain of food in front of us. I picked off my order and slid the tray towards him.
"How do you eat that much food?" I asked finally getting the question out.
Wally looked up from his burger and then wiped his mouth. "I don't know. I have a quick metabolism, I guess." He told me without looking me in the eye. I could tell he wasn't telling me the whole truth but I let it go because it didn't seem like it could be that big of a deal.
I nibbled on my fries, trying to figure how to break the awkward silence. Wally did it. "Hey, it's Dick!" He yelled. "Dick!" My eyes widened a bit as I watched him wave. The crowd in the restaurant turned their heads towards Wally.
A young man with dark hair approached the table. "Hey," he said his cheeks red from the heat of embarrassment.
"Lezzy, this is Dick Grayson." He introduced.
"Oh, his name is Dick." I realized aloud. "Nice to meet you."
"I also go by Richard." He stated moving a glare towards Wally.
"No, you call him Dick or nothing." Wally teased with a laugh. "Why don't you join us, dude?"
"Nah, I'm meeting someone here."
"Oh," he said making the word two syllables rather than one. "A girl?"
"Maybe, speaking of which, who's she?" Dick asked pointing a thumb towards me.
"Oh, sorry. This is Lezvie." Wally stated
"Lezvie? As in Lezvie?" Dick replied baffled. Wally nodded. "Wow, it's great to meet you. Wally has told me a lot about you." He reached over to shake my hand.
I took it hesitantly. "Really?" I moved my gaze towards Wally.
"Yeah. I'm sorry about the-" Dick went to say but Wally cut him off with a hand waving at his neck. "I better go. See ya." He waved as he left our table.
I looked at Wally with a faint smile. "What?" He asked. "Is there something on my face?" I shook my head and continued eating.
"So, you talk about me , huh?" I teased.
Wally stopped eating his third burger for a second. "No," he lied with an embarrassed grin.
"That's not what your buddy, Rick said." I thew back.
"Rick?" He restated with a laugh. "His name is Dick."
"But that so weird to say. I don't want to call him that."
"Baby," he smirked.
"Fine, you want me to say it then Dick. Dick, Dick Dickety Dick Dick!" I replied and folded my arms. Wally fell into his mountain of food. His laugh was loud and obnoxious. I realized what I had just said and joined him in the round of laughter.
"That was horrible." He stated finally.
My face was blood red from embarrassment and laughter. "I know..."
Wally walked with me back to the Coffee Shop. Our conversation was full of laughter and witty banter. As we arrived, Mindy greeted us with a smile. The shop was empty, as usual.
Before I could reach the counter to resume "working", Wally grabbed my arm. I turned. "What is your living situation?" he asked with concern. I looked back at Mindy, who was no longer there.
"Its complicated." I stated trying to brush off the subject and turning back towards the counter.
Wally was suddenly in front of me. "I know you mentioned you've been living on the streets." He reminded trying to pull the answer out of me.
I looked down trying to hold away the pain. "I have been staying in the Kirkland hotel illegally for months." I stated pushing him off and grabbing my apron.
Wally didn't seem surprised. He followed me to the counter. "I have an extra room in my apartment that I am not using." He grabbed a napkin out of the holder and snagged Mindy's pen off the cash register. He wrote down an address and apartment number. "Here." he said calmly handing me the napkin.
"Wally that is way too much to ask. I wouldn't be able to help you pay rent, and plus I'm fine."
"You are not fine. And leave rent to me. I pay it myself anyway."
"But, Wally..."
"But, nothing. You deserve more." He stated putting the napkin in my hand and closing my fingers around it.
