It's been a little more than a month since I fought Skele-dude. Since then, I've made a bird-girl, Skele-dude's two siblings, a demon cow, and a demon cheerleader explode into golden dust. According to the signs, and my map and compass, I'm in the south-western part of Missouri. I should be in New York City in about a month, then it should take one more week before I'm in Boston. I have some cousins in New York City that I'll visit. Maybe. They're really obnoxious. Especially the daughter, who is like, 4 or 5 years younger than me. But they're rich and I need more money. So, yeah, I'll visit them.
I pull over my bike on the side of a road, next to a diner. I eat every other day, so I can cover more ground. Yesterday I didn't eat, and now I am starving. I go inside, and sit down at a table. I look at the menu. The cheapest thing is pancakes. Ehh, not bad. I'll have them.
"Hey there, sweetie. What can I get for you?" Ugh. Stupid diner waitresses. Always so sweet.
"Um, I'll have the pancakes, please." I say, with my best polite voice, which isn't very good. She nods, and goes off to the kitchen. I pull out my map. Okay, so I started in Santa Monica, California, and now I'm somewhere in south-western Missouri. I've covered some good ground! Okay, so after I get through Missouri, I'll go through Kentucky, West Virginia, Pennsylvania, and then I'll be in New York City! I'll sucker the money from my rich and famous uncle, then head to Boston! Woo-hoo! I start mapping out the route I'll be taking.
"Here ya go, sweetie."
"Thanks," I say, without looking up. I continue mapping, while I eat my pancakes. When I'm finished, I pay, then start biking again.