Finally, after what seemed all night, it was time for Irene's shift to end, which also meant that it was time for her date. Not quite as amped up as she was, Todd was still glad to see her walking up to his booth, purse on her arm and apron nowhere to be seen. However, her name tag was still fastened to her blouse, and that just so happened to be the first thing that Katie noticed as she approached.
"Oh, we're still good, thanks." It was tough to tell if the girl was being sweet or being a snob about it, but either way Irene looked at it, there was a lack of sincerity in Katie's tone.
Off the clock, her actions were no longer restricted by the desire to keep her job. "I'll be sure to pass that on to the waitress that's waiting your table." She saw with a surge of joy that Todd had at least found her words amusing. "Are you ready?"
Dave looked between Katie and the barista, confused as to why she was asking his girlfriend a question like that. Marty was a little smarter than that and understood who she was talking to, but he failed to see what she was saying. Todd was Todd - he couldn't get a date. Erika simply didn't care, as she was too busy conferring with Katie. Todd was pleased - and stung - to see the bafflement of his friends.
Slipping out of his seat, the underestimated and virtually invisible joined the older woman in looking down at his friends. "Let's go, Iris."
She frowned, glad that he was so cute. "It's Irene."
"I knew that!" He shrugged, trying to play it all off nonchalantly, but Todd wasn't that cool stoic guy, so he quickly amended. "I didn't know that."
Even with only five seconds of "screen" time, I think I did a good job of capturing at least one of the characters, and that was Katie. For the most part, she seems like a nice enough girl in the first movie, but that's only hiding what lies beneath... Anyways, here's the surprise double chapter! Which means that I posted this and the last chapter on the same day. Ha, beat that! (please don't try).
Kick-Ass is the property of Mark Millar and John Romita Jr. Irene Wallis is mine.