Nana D: No murders in three months. Skeleton doesn"t count. Yesterday was after last quarter. Bite me.
Nana DNo murders in three months. Skeleton doesn"t count. Yesterday was after last quarter. Bite me.“As if you even pay for your meals, Kellan.” Calliope winked and pressed a button on the electronic tablet so that today"s specials appeared. Then, she held her apron up to my nose. “Here. Butternut squash soup with a touch of cream and truffles. It"s out of this world.”
I waved her away and stuck out my tongue. “No fifty-percent tip with that attitude, missy.”
“That"s what I love about you, honey. You"re the kinda customer who knows to properly thank his server when they get the grub for free.” Calliope took the ridiculous new menu from my hands and dropped it in her apron. “You"re havi
