Wednesday, July 08, 2015

Transformation Beginning: Day 7

Word Count: 42,016

Summary of Events:
Alizabeth ended up talking with some of the church seniors about her post-graduation plans, but felt rather stressed by their opinions. Chalmers called a nutritionist whose card he'd gotten from the Jets scout on the bus ride back to Swift Current and got some preliminary advice. Alizabeth was glad to see Cole was back at school, and came to the realization that she considered Cole her boyfriend. Chalmers went to the diner to ask Alizabeth what the recipe was for the milkshakes so he could know what sort of nutrition he was getting out of them.

Excerpt of the Day:
"A waitress came out from the back — but she definitely wasn't Elizabeth — she had manicured, fancily painted nails, her hair was dark brown streaked with platinum blonde and traces of pink, and was pulled back into a messy-looking updo.
Gaudy dangling earrings hung from her ears, which were adorned with several other earrings that were much more simplistic, but all silver, matching the plethora of silver bracelets hanging from her wrists, and the rings on her fingers.
Eyeshadow thickly coated her eyelids, and she looked like she was wearing fake eyelashes and a whole tube's worth of lipstick that was redder than her dress. After pouring coffee for the three men she sauntered over to Chalmers and looked at him with brown eyes that showed extreme boredom.
"What can I get you?" she asked dryly.
"Um, I was wondering if Elizabeth was here," Chalmers replied.
"She doesn't serve the customers on the bar, I do," she replied. "What'll you have?"
"I want to ask Elizabeth a question please," Chalmers said.
"You're not ordering anything?" she asked.
"No," Chalmers replied.
She rolled her eyes. "Elizabeth's in the back."
"Could you go get her?" Chalmers asked.
"You want her," she replied.
"But, wouldn't it be against health code for me to go in there?" Chalmers asked.
"I don't care, and there's no government officials here watching," she replied.
Chalmers was glad he'd never sat in her section; he was glad he'd never seen her before. If he would've, he probably would've turned around and left, she was not a good waitress as far as he was concerned.
Looking nervously at the old men down at the other end, Chalmers sighed, she wasn't going to get Elizabeth for him, so he was going to have to get Elizabeth for himself; hopefully there wouldn't be any surprise visits from government health officials.
Walking around the bar, Chalmers went over to the door and slipped into the kitchen; it was comfortably warm and full of activity. Most of the staff, though — to his surprise — were seniors.
Chalmers noticed a woman putting a pie into an oven, a couple of old ladies were chatting over big bowls of dough, and he saw another woman take a pan of hot, golden, delicious looking buns out of another oven.
All of them were wearing aprons and hairnets, but still, Chalmers was surprised at the fact that they were old women; he would've thought the cooking staff would've been younger than this.
One of the women noticed Chalmers and hurried over; Chalmers fought the urge to flee back out into the restaurant.
"Good afternoon sweetheart," she said. "What can I do for you?"
Chalmers lost his words for a moment, stunned at being called sweetheart, but recovered and replied: "I'm looking for Elizabeth."
"Oh, come right over here," the woman said."

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