Disclaimer: I own the restaurant and everything else is the same.

Author's Note: WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Chapter Five

Dinner & Drama is Served

OUTSIDE

They walked the grounds looking for her. After five minutes of searching, though they had no luck and the twins were getting cranky.

"This is pointless!" Aragorn shouted. He walked forward a little and tripped over Sara, who was sitting on the grass near the building. Her tan coat blended perfectly against the wall.

"Sara! What are you doing out her?" Legolas exclaimed. He was wearing his lovely new outfit.

She raised an eyebrow skeptically at the ridiculous get-up. "What're you supposed to be?"

Legolas looked crestfallen. "I paid $500.00 for this ensemble. Don't' you loo-ver it?"

"No. And stop saying loo-ver!" She sighed and meditated silently to control her anger. "Are you aware that you look like a drag queen?"

Legolas put his hands on his hips. "I do not!"

"Do, too."

"Do not."

"Do, too."

"Do not."

"ENOUGH!" Faythe shouted. "Let's just go get something to eat, okay?"

Everyone murmured agreement and trudged out to the rental van and the rental car.

THE RAFIKI

Sara looked up at the sign. "The Rafiki. I loo-ver the name!" She clasped her hands together. "I loo-ver the colors! I loo-ver the word loo-ver!"

Kurama looked at Taro. "This is going to cause a problem."

Taro nodded. "I agree." They looked at Legolas, who was hugging Sara.

"I told you it was a fun word!"

"I was being sarcastic!"

"I'm so glad you love the word!"

"Let go of me, you fruitcake!"

Everyone froze. Sara turned bright red. "I-I don't know where that came from! I'm so sorry!" She paused, scowled, and walked into the restaurant.

Faythe watched her go in, shrugged, and said, "It's the Fox Fire. Sorry." She picked up Liela and went into the restaurant.

Aragorn followed her with Vinnie. Everyone else followed, except Legolas and Jake.

"I am not a fruitcake," Legolas pouted.

Jake put his arm around his shoulders. "Yes you are. Let's go eat."

INSIDE

"How many?"

Sara looked at the man in front of her before turning to count heads. "Eight. Plus two kids."

The man nodded. "Very good. Follow me." He led them to a table and brought them two high chairs. "Our special tonight is catfish," he said, passing around menus. "The wine today is Caprè de Laun. Would anyone like to try some?"

"We'd better not. Thank you."

The waiter nodded and left.

Legolas pouted. "I wanted some wine."

Sara handed him a menu. "Shut up."

Hiei stared at her. "What's the matter with you tonight?"

"I'm not feeling too well. I'm cranky. And I'm ill with something so awful that you can't ever imagine how bad it is." She put her menu down. "I'm just going to have water."

The others looked at her, worried.

"Are you sure?" Kurama asked.

"Yes."

The waiter came over and they ordered.

Faythe looked at Sara, who glared at her. So, she turned her attention to her kids.

There was small talk about plans and what not until the food came.

Sara looked at the food. "I think I'm going to be sick." She ran from the table.

The others watched her go.

"Oh, dear… Poor Sara," Kurama said.

"Should we do something?"

Everyone looked at Jake, who flushed. "I take it that's a yes…" Everyone continued to stare at him. "What? Did I do something? I can't go save her, she's in the girls' room!"

Everyone shifted focus to Faythe. "I'll go."

After she left, Jake looked around the table. "So, did anyone see the Pistons game?"

Taro glanced at Kurama. "What's a 'Pistons'?"

Kurama smiled at him. "I'll explain it to you later."