Mike encounters another one of his admirers and Cheryl Steinbrenner makes brief appearance. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Law and Order and its characters. I do not own Hugo Boss. Cheryl Steinbrenner, Courtney, and Mel are mine.
Hotdog Stand
Michael Cutter approached the hot-dog vendor outside the courthouse where I worked.
"Afternoon, Mr Cutter," I greeted him with a friendly smile."What can I get for you today, hon?"
"Morning Mel," he replied. He pulled out his Hugo Boss wallet, and looked up at the menu behind me. "Ah, I'll have a Yankee dog with ketchup, thanks."
"Sure thing, sweetie," I replied, placing the money he had handed me and placing it in the cash register. I then began preparing his order.
Suddenly, both our thoughts had been disrupted by my assistant, Courtney, accidently knocking down a tray of hot dogs.
"You want some hotdogs fresh from the floor Mr Cutter?" I joked with him playfully.
He laughed back.
"No thanks, Mel," he replied, as I handed him his hot-dog. "Ketchup's fine for me. No salmonella or cockroaches today, thank you."
He winked at me, his glance a little flirty, before heading up the steps of the courthouse to join his co-workers.
God, there's something about a guy in a suit that is so hot, I thought to myself, leering at his tight butt as he made his way up the steps, his briefcase in hand. Even if he is forty-something!
I turned to face Courtney, glaring, annoyed.
"Thanks a lot," I said to her sarcastically. "You made me look like an utter fool in front of the EADA."
"I'm sorry, Mel," she said crouching down to pick up the hotdogs she had dropped, and placing them back on the try. "It was an accident."
I sighed, quite used to Courtney's clumsiness.
"That's okay," I said, forgiving her, also crouching down to help her pick up the hotdogs off the floor. "Just be more careful next time."
"Excuse me Miss," I heard someone from behind at the window of the vendor.
I looked up to see my next customer, an attractive blonde woman dressed in a caramel slacksuit. It was Defence Attorney Cheryl Steinbrenner.
"You know, I would like to be served some time before by next Christmas," she blasted indignantly. "I am a very busy person."
You're pretty bumptious today, I thought to myself in regards to her rude approach.
I shot her an innocent smile. "Sure thing, Ms Steinbrenner," I replied, as I retrieved a hotdog off the ground. "What would you like on your hotdog?"
"Diet relish, and low-fat cream-sauce," she replied articulately.
I placed the hotdog I had picked up off the floor onto the counter. I put it in a bun and dressed it with regular relish and full-fat cream sauce.
I handed Ms Steinbrenner her order, and placed the money she had given me in the cash register.
I smiled once again up at her make-up caked face. "Have a nice day, hon," I said.
She then left, and headed up the courthouse steps.
"Bitch," I muttered to myself, watching Cheryl Steinbrenner make her way up the steps of the courthouse. "Serves you right if you get food poisoning."
I reflected on that day she tripped on her way up the courthouse steps, a humoured grin spreading across my face. Damn, that was hilarious! She deserves everything she gets!
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