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Yeah, I know, you all are wondering why I'm not in my usual neko attire. Yeah, I DON'T know why I'm not. I kinda was just thinkin' 'bout it in my diner the other day when some one with head wings JUST LIKE MINE walked in. You see, I like mantaining a friendly and uncaring atmosphere about my little shop, so people can feel as though they can spend unlimited amounts of time there without being questioned on why they are there. But when this guy showed up, believe me, I was ready to pounce on him with questions. I almost strangled myself realising that I couldn't ask them without ruining my diner.
So, I regretibly maintained a quiet but friendly aura. I think the fact that I looked like an angel on earth helped a bit. The guy ordered a T-bone steak and an ice cold beer if you can believe it. I thought every one knew I don't serve alchohol. When I told him,he just sighed. Poor kid. He looked only about 23 anyway. Beer is for old crazy "Coulda been" football dads.
When he finished his meal and a kids cup full of chocolate milk,(LoL, my idea.) He straightened up and actually tried to hold a conversation with me.
"Hmm. It's kind of cold in here."
"Sir, it's eighty degrees. If it was any hotter, you would melt."
" Well, the walls here look cheap."
"Sir, that is PURE ruby in those freakin' things."
"Oh, sure. Well, the food was raw."
"Dude, no matter what you say, there is NOTHING wrong with my diner. If you don't like it, don't diss it. Leave and never return."
"Oh, the service is bad."
I sighed. " Ok,sir, if you really feel that way, I would be happy to escort you out."
"I didn't mean it like that!"
"Bull, you did! LEAVE!"
This time, he sighed. " Fine, miss, I didn't come here to put down your diner. I came because I wanted to talk to the owner. May I speak with her?"
I was fuming. " Look, jack hole, I'm the owner of this diner and I WILL kick you out."
"Oh, uh, sorry mam, I just wanted to ask you some questions."
"Hurry up. Now."
"Question one: How long have you been an angel imp?"
"A month or two."
"Question two: Do you know any thin more than you did when you discovered it?"
"Well, I learned I could fly and change into this cute little puffball."
"Question three: Have you heard of Tripe Imp skyground??"
"What the heck?!"
"Didn't think so. Tripe Imp is a litteral in the sky CITY of angel imps that the gaia population in general have not heard about. We prefer to remain that way for a few hundred years or so. Since you are an angel imp, we would like you to join."
"And leave my diner and friends? HECK NO!"
"No, you don't have to leave any thing behind. That's the beauty of it. You can run your diner down here as long as you do two things: One, get a trading pass for TIS, and two, put on elaborite angel-looking costumes and stand up for the greater good."
"Heck, I thought I did that already."
"Oh, and you still have to take on human gise. Which means, drop the ears."
"Nooooo...."
"Goodbye!"
That conversation pretty much screwed up MY day.

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