SKWC01
RECEIPT #001
FILED UNDER: DINER-SKWC
DATE: 0E/09/95
THE OWNER
I wasn’t expecting that to happen.
Three local kids came into the physical location at around 4 P.M. today, two girls and one boy. All looked to be about the same age, 15-17 or so. They sat down at the counter and asked for coffee. Black.
Thankfully I had just purchased some instant coffee, or else our little ruse would have been sniffed out rather quickly. In fairness, we should keep real coffee on hand should other tourists feel the need to come into the store. However, I have no idea how they managed to find us or why these three inconspicuous kids wanted just standard diner coffee served black. Not really my go-to after-school snack.
I want to give them the benefit of the doubt, of course. Using regular children… It doesn’t seem like something Padre would do… no, if they were churchgoers, we’d know. We’d know fast. And they didn’t ask for salt and pepper, either. I know Astrid is “young,” but these three didn’t give off the same “aura” that she gives off. The strangest thing was the boy. He seemed to be expecting something more than the cheap coffee I handed him. There was a look in his eyes that he knew more than the others did. Ah, speaking of eyes, the red-headed girl had the most peculiar eyes-Canadian eyes. Perhaps that’s why they came in? For some direct service?
All in all, though, we made 3 dollars. Good to see we’re starting to turn a profit, eh?