We get one at least once a day.
"I'd like a burger with extra pickles and a side of fries, no salt."
The place was called Groovy Smoothie.
We made smoothies.
The menu was the size of a wall and right behind the registers. The registers this guy was facing.
Nowhere on the menu did it even hint that we might make burgers.
(Sigh.)
Regina popped over to my register to be helpful.
"Right, so would you like a small, medium, or large?"
The guy was staring at his phone and didn't bother looking up.
"Uh, large, I guess."
Regina ran over and grabbed a blender pitcher for me. Oh so we were playing this game again?
I “thunked” it down onto the counter in front of Burger Guy, and he finally looked up.
"What the heck is that for?"
I tilted my head to the side, fake confused.
"For your order of course."
Regina piped in.
"Would you like to add banana to your order?"
Burger guy looked confused.
"A banana in my burger?"
I nodded.
"Yeah, most people like it for added creaminess and sweetness."
He gave me a blank stare, so I shrugged and chucked one in the blender cup.
Regina chimed in.
"Okay, would you like to add protein powder?"
When he looked more confused, she threw that into the blender cup too.
I nodded.
"Wheat grass?"
He scowled, I dumped it in.
Regina added.
"Yogurt, you can't have a burger without yogurt. We've got dairy and coconut."
Regina poked a finger in his direction.
"You look like a coconut man."
I nodded in agreement.
"Yup, definitely a coconut man."
The burger guy's head was ping ponging back and forth as me and Regina tag teamed him, building his "burger".
Regina clapped her hands together.
"Don't forget our Tropical Rain Fruity Train special."
I nodded.
"Right, frozen trop fruit chunks would go great in your burger, and they’re half off."
So we both dumped a scoopful of those in too.
I raised an eyebrow giving him a serious look.
"Now did you want, milk or Groovy Smoothie fresh squeezed juice?"
Regina slapped me on the shoulder.
"Of course he's gonna want the fresh squeezed juice. He's a coconut man.”
I nodded at her.
"Good point."
I threw random fruit into the juicer an let the huge grinder do its thing.
After that was dumped in too, Regina slapped the lid onto the blender cup.
"So, did you want your burger chunky or smooth?"
His eyes whipped between us.
"Chunky? Smooth? For my burger?"
I rolled my eyes in fake chagrin.
"What was I thinking, of course you would want smooth."
With that I swiped the blender cup off the counter, snapped it onto the motor base, blended the crap out of it, poured the muck into a cup and “thunked” it down on the counter in front of Burger guy.
He gingerly picked up the cup.
"This is my burger?"
Both me and Regina nodded, huge smiles on our faces.
He shrugged.
"So, where's my fries?"
Police witch Angie O' Shanney is dead.
But that hasn't stopped her yet.
After the betrayal of her best friend and fiance, she lost her home, her magic, her career, and her love life. Now, facing an endless existence as a zombie being fired from one slave wage job after another at the mall, Angie thought her life couldn't get any more enshitified. But her world shatters again when her old friend, the necromancer that raised her from the dead, nearly dies and is hospitalized. With her new zombie family falling apart around her and her old witch family treating her with distance and kid gloves, she's struggling just to keep her head above water. Then after Angie notices a crime streak at the mall, it's clear something strange is stirring in the werewolf community that might just take a down and out zombie to uncover.
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