Lucy's

Pink neon signage proclaimed the name of the white brick building, a classic american diner. Just like all the other buildings in the town it looked normal. It all looked ideal, distinctly Hollywood's Small Town American.

It made Xander think of Sunnydale.

Pulling into the parking lot he took a second to give a look around. Up and down the street there wasnt much happening this early in the morning. But there seemed to be a few people in the diner. So he could do his favor for Riley and look for this Val lady while getting a hopefully decent cup of coffee.

Getting out of the rental car he took a moment to make sure his eye patch was in place. He combed his long hair back with his hands, straightened the leather jacket he was wearing and gave himself a pat down to make sure he had everything. Wallet, keys, Willow's magical phone, Willow's enchanted Balisong knife and the one picture of Valerie Stenson with Riley Xander got his hands on.

There was a bell that jingled as he stepped thru the door. Xander glanced around at the diner and its customers. Two ladies working as waitresses both damn near bursting out of their pink waitress dresses. The two of them made Hooters girls seem conservative. Three burly guys sat at the counter, their big stocky frames clad in flannel, cotton and denim. He couldnt see the kitchen, but he could hear at least two others working in the back as he could place a male voice and a female voice having a back and forth.

"Good morning." The little Asian waitress came toward him, a bouncy walk made her ridiculously large boobs threaten to burst out of her little pink waitress uniform with an uncontrollable jiggle.

"Morning." He kept his eye on her cute face. He knew better than to oogle a big set of boobs. More then a decade around **** prone super powered women had trained him not to do that. He focused on her fire engine red lips instead, they were almost cartoonishly big.

"I havent served you before so I guess your new in town." The waitress made a weird emphasis on the word serve. When the three guys at the counter chuckled he guess it was an inside joke.

"Yeah. Just passing thru. An old army buddy asked me to stop in and check on a friend he made when he was serving." Xander nodded.

The asian waitress nodded her head. She looked him over and blurted out, "Oh, well, thank you for your service."

Xander just nodded his head in acknowledgement. It wasnt the first time someone had mistaken him for a soldier. Normal people didnt have an eyepatch, obvious scars, and half a pinkie finger on their right hand missing. And he was fighting to save lives in a war, just not one the majority of people knew about.

He really should have stopped patrolling after he lost the eye. Trying to stay on the front lines had been... painful. He didnt want to think about the thing that had attacked from his blindside and started eating him fingers first.

"Well, I'm Omi, if you need anything just call my name and I'll satisfy whatever need your craving." She winked at him. "Feel free to sit wherever feels good."

Xander took the photo out of his pocket and showed it to her. "Well, Omi, have you seen the blonde lady in this photo? My buddy Riley, the sandy haired guy on the left, he said she was living around here but he hadn't heard from her in a couple years. He just wanted me to check in and make sure she was okay after... everything."

Omi looked at the picture with a frown of concentration on her face and slowly shook her head. "Nope. I don't think I know her. Cute guy, your friend."

Xander chuffed, "Yeah. He's a little more... worn these days but still a handsome dude. But arent we all." He waved the photo at the guys at the counter and the black waitress behind the counter, "Do you mind if I ask around?"

"You gonna eat something?" Omi asked.

"Coffee. Pancakes. Bacon. And a whoooole lotta syrup." Xander gave her a grin.

"Gotcha." She looked over her shoulder, "Naomi, can you?"

The black waitress walked over and Xander again **** himself to focus on the face. Naomi seemed to be, if possible, even more curvy then Omi. She smiled at him and gave him a head to toes once over "Well, hello sugar."

"Ma'am." He gave her a bob of the head and held up the photo, "do you know the lady in this photo?"

Naomi leaned in and gave it a good long look before shaking her head. "Nah. Not anybody I know."

Xander gave her a smile, "Thanks for looking." He motioned to the guys at the counter. "You mind if I bug the your customers?"

Naomi laughed, she cupped her boobs with both hands and gave them a good jiggle. "These boys aint gonna know her. She aint got what they look for in a woman."

"Riiiight." Xander still pointed to the counter, "Can I tho?"

Naomi whistled loudly, "Okay. Boys, this nice fella needs your attention. And if any of you lot can help him out I'll give ya'll a special treat."

That got the three big guys at the counter to turn and look at Xander. He held the photo out to them and the three guys took a minute to look at the picture.

"Naw."

"Skinny little thing, aint she?"

"She's got no boobs. I like blondes tho. But I dont fuck blondes with no boobs."

Xander sighed and put the photo away in his pocket and gave the guys a wave of the hand, "Thanks guys. I appreciate you looking."

Not exactly surprised Xander walked to a window booth and slumped into the bench seating. He didnt have long to ponder how fruitless this search was going to be before Omi arrived with his breakfast. Quickly he had a plate of pancakes and bacon, a big cup of coffe, a glass of water and a big pitcher of syrup on the table in front of him.

"Bless you, Omi, bringer of tasty goodness." He bowed to her.

Omi giggled at his antics for a second and then she put a hand on his shoulder, "You know if you want to find your friends friend you should talk to Lucy, she's knows everyone."

"Is she in back?" Xander looked toward the kitchen.

"Oh no, Lucy doesnt get out of bed this early for anything other than cute boys." Omi shook her head.

Xander raised his eyebrow at that, "Uh huh... well... is it okay if I wait for her to come in?"

Omi gave him measuring look, "Maybe she'll get out of bed early for a hunky soldier."

As Omi flounced away towards the kitchen Xander watched the younger woman go and marveled at the bottom of her wobbly ass cheeks sneaking out from under the hem of her pink waitresses uniform. He cracked a smile as he turned back to his breakfast. "Hunky? Been awhile since an attractive woman called me that."