A/N: Kudos to DinoDragonMaster for the use of Morgan Dragon

The next day, Carbine came into the restaurant to see her sister. She was surprised that the restaurant was clean and the employees were very respectful of the customers. She was halfway expecting the customers to be grabby and saying rude things to the women. It seems that all the customers seem to be guys. Very few women coming here to eat.

Turbine saw her sister at the front entrance and walked over to her. "Hey sis. Glad you could make it. I'd like to introduce you to the manager. The owner, Morgan, should be here in about an hour or so."

Carbine followed her younger sister over to the bar counter and tapped Elliot on the shoulder. He turned around and noticed Carbine.

"Hey Christina. Who's your friend?"

"This is my older sister, Carbine. Carbine, this is Elliot Novak. He's the manager of Hooters. We're still looking for waitresses."

After Carbine shook hands with Elliot, she asked for some water with a lemon wedge.

"I remember when you use to be a big drinker, sis. What happened?"

"After you left, is when I stopped drinking, Turbine. I knew drinking wasn't going to solve my problems, like losing you. You and Stoker are the only family I have left. I don't wanna lose you again."

Elliot overheard the conversation while he was cleaning glasses. "I'm sorry for hearing your conversation, but did she call you Turbine? I thought your name was Christina?"

Turbine turned off her holoform watch and revealed her real identity. "You're a Martian Mouse like Rimfire?"

"Yeah. Only Morgan knew who I really was. Would you prefer I stay in my true form instead of hiding it?"

"Yeah, I would. I think you're beautiful as a mouse."

Rimfire had just walked out of the back with fresh napkins for the tables when he heard Elliot tell Turbine how beautiful she was.

"She's very beautiful, Elliot. That's why she's my girlfriend."

Carbine couldn't believe it. "Does your uncle know about the 2 of you?"

Rimfire looked at Carbine and smiled. "Yes, he does. I gave him my word that I wouldn't have sex with her until we are married. We live in a 2 bedroom apartment. I have been a good mouse and abstaining from sexual activities. Haven't we, Turbine?"

"Yeah, we have. He's been nothing but a gentleman to me. His mother raised him well."

"Yes, she did. Modo was also part of Rimfire's raising."

While everyone was talking, The owner, Morgan Dragon walked in. Elliot noticed Morgan had walked in. "Psst, Turbine. Morgan is here."

Turbine turned around and saw Morgan walking up to them. He was wearing a light brown Stetson cowboy hat, nice black and tan western shirt with a bolo tie. Blue Levi's and black cowboy boots with a stainless steel tip.

Carbine looked at the man walking up to them. She couldn't believe how handsome he was. He is 6'3", well-built, brown eyes, and red hair that reaches down to his shoulders. He is also deeply tanned, but you can't tell due to his long sleeve shirt. You can tell a little bit by his hands. Carbine couldn't wait to hear his voice. 'Bet he's got a Southern accent, too.'

"Good morning, Turbine, Elliot." Then he saw Rimfire and approached him. He extended his hand out to him. Rimfire shook the man's hand. "A pleasure to finally meet you, Rimfire. Elliot told me he had hired a new waiter. How you liking it so far?"

"Its great, sir. Everyone here treats me great. I'm glad Elliot hired me. He's already made me shift manager and I've only been here about 2 months."

"You're a hard worker, Rimfire. That's why I promoted you."

"Well, I'm glad things are going well here. And who's this pretty lady?"

'I love his voice.' "My name is Carbine. I'm Turbine's older sister. She told me you got her a job here. Thank you."

"No need to thank me, ma'am. Your sister is a hard worker."

"You don't seem too concerned that Rimfire, Turbine and myself are Martian Mice. May I ask why?"

"I had brought Turbine to Earth from Mars before the war started. It was a request from your parents before they were killed. They didn't want her getting involved. So, being the gentleman that I am, I brought her here and gave her this holoform watch so she can walk the streets of Chicago and no one would know that she's really a Martian Mouse."

"Why wasn't I contacted? Something else my parents said?"

He nodded his head. "Figures. Well, I'm glad she's alive and has been safe all these years. I had been worried about her all this time."

"No need to worry now, ma'am. She's been safe with me this whole time. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to get to the inspection that I came here to do. It was nice to meet you, ma'am."
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Later that day, Carbine couldn't get over how ruggedly handsome Morgan was. She loved that Southern voice, too. Charley noticed that Carbine had been in her own little world. She walked over to Carbine and waved a hand in front of her to get her attention.

"Earth to Carbine. Anyone home in there?"

Carbine snapped out of it. "Huh, oh sorry Charley. I was…"

"Daydreaming? Its ok, Carbine. So, who is he?"

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"Who is the guy that has you daydreaming?"

"His name is Morgan. He has a Southern accent that makes him so dreamy."

Charley had nearly dropped her wrench at the mention of Morgan Dragon.

"Did you say Morgan? As in Morgan Dragon?"

"You know him, Charley?"

"I use to date him at one time. We're just friends now."

"What's he really like?"

"He's a very nice guy. Rides a Martian motorcycle like the guys. It's a cherry red paint job. It has a malefic purple dragon on its left side and a chimera with the freedom fighter insignia on the right side. He calls it Dragon Senorita. He also drives a 1950's pickup truck that has a patriotic paint job. I'm surprised he's still in town. He doesn't stop by anymore to check up on me."

"So, he's currently single then?"

"You just met the guy and now you wanna go on a date with him? Are you that desperate since Throttle broke up with you?"

Carbine went silent which only confirmed Charley's suspicion. "You are that desperate. That's sad, girl. Let me talk to him and see if he would like to go on a date with you. If he doesn't want to, you have to leave it alone, ok?"

"No problem. I'm hoping he'll say yes. He is very handsome."
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After Charley got off the phone with Morgan, she turned to Carbine, who was waiting for her answer.

"So? What did he say?"

"He said to come by after closing, 8p."

"I can't go looking like this. You got something nice I could wear, Charley?"

"Let's go find out."

They went up to the loft to look for something nice for Carbine to wear tonight. She couldn't wait to see Morgan again tonight. 'I think Charley is right. I am a bit desperate since Throttle broke up with me.'