She never gets anything and of course never leaves anything. The old man, the homeless woman, the group of guys, and the young girl. There are dishes all over the tables, waiting to be cleaned up. The smells of eggs, pancakes and burgers lingering in the air. This of course only happens in the dead of night, when the only sound you can hear is a stranger s heartbeat.
People come here to see the many different people.
With some coming here to study for an early morning exam, like the young girl in the booth who seems to have been working on something all day. She keeps looking over at the old man as if maybe she has seen him somewhere before. This old man wears a pair of white shorts and a green top that is too small for him, with ghostly hair with dirt resting on the ends. His light blue eyes peer from under his well-used glasses. There is some serious thinking in here, making one-time friends in the dead of night.