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Pancakes:
"Can I get you anything else?"
"Another coffee. Please."
Ian sat at a table in a forgettable diner, plate of 6 pancakes - with ice cream and maple syrup - almost gone, awaiting his fourth cup of coffee. Ian wasn't afraid of flying, but he'd rather drive.
Or cycle.
Perhaps walk.
Don had asked him in to do a favour. 'Off the record.' That could be anything from interrogating a suspect to taking one out. Ian was curious, and a curious sniper was a determined sniper.
The blonde waitress placed a steaming cup of coffee in the place of the old one as Ian finished up the last of the pancakes.
"Anything else?" she asked, waiting patiently for the sniper to finish the coffee.
"Three cups to go, and a muffin, if you have any."
It was a long road to Los Angeles.
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Hmm, exam study or Numb3rs writing... hmm... Numb3rs writing wins every time.
Has this series gone anywhere yet? Not really, but don't fret! Plot development coming in the next drabble, rain.
Oh, and thanks meganM57nebula for the information about the Eppes' and pancakes, but I'd already written this one. Have to remember it and use it later on.
To answer a question yes these drabbles are related to one another, they're chronological.
Desert Thief
