Sophia didn't know what she Was doing standing outside The Local Royalty wearing a little black dress threads whose fabric threads seemed to be interwoven with silver ones such that they shimmied under the moonlight and the rays of light coming from the building. Stopping mid-thigh, the rest of her long slim toned legs ran into a pair of heels with red-bottoms. Her hair was pinned into am updo that exposed her collar in it's bony beauty adorned by a simple gold necklace.
She stared at the sign. The R in the royalty had a crown sitting on top of it, it's neon lights blinked sequentially. As Sophia stared at the diner, waves of nostalgia hit her like the tides of a sea.
Local Royalty was the neighborhood's oldest family-run diner. Over the years it had evolved, picking something from each
