Table 15

Chapter 2

"Hey, Jack. Didn't think you'd be in town," the man said. He smiled, running his hand through his infamous floof.

"Mark!" I exclaimed loudly. I felt Suzy's stone-cold gaze boring holes into the back of my neck. I tensed at the feeling. If looks could kill...

"I-I didn't expect you to show up around here," I said, lowering my voice to normal levels.

Markiplier smiled, "Well, then apparently you are the least observant person in the entire world," he said with a chuckle. I raised an eyebrow suspiciously. Mark pushed up his glasses and sat up straight, imitating a fancy gentleman. He even twirled his invisible mustache. "I have been eating at this fine establishment since before you started to work here,"

"Wha-wait really?" I said in astonishment. This place wasn't even that amazing compared the In-N-Out Burger just down the street. This was just an old café that happened to make the best burgers I've ever tasted. And, I suppose, local hand-crafted beer.

But he just nodded. He looked behind me and waved at Suzy. Suzy actually smiled at him and waved back. Like, full-on smile, not just the little, partially fake smile she gave me. My eyes widened in surprise as I looked at the brief exchange between him and the tough-as-nails chef.

"Suzy and my mom grew up together," Mark explained. "Turns out Suzy moved to L.A. shortly after college and started her own business here. When I moved, my mom told me to pay her a visit. I have come by here just about every Sunday since. And I sit at good ol' Table 15, and order the same BLT and fries every time. Sometimes I order a soda or beer. Then I saw you had started working down here about two months ago," He said with a casual smile.

I crossed my arms over my chest, "So, you weren't even the least bit surprised when you saw me?" I said raising my eyebrow yet again. Mark chuckled and waved his hand.

"Oh no, I was totally surprised. I spit out my soda when I saw you, actually. But you had just clocked out, so I didn't get a chance to talk to you," he said nonchalantly.

"Well then. That would explain what that mystery stain is on the seat across from you is. I thought some had...I dunno, thrown up there or something," I replied. Mark smiled awkwardly. "Yeah...sorry,' he said rubbing his neck.

I was about to reply, but Suzy rang the Order Up bell again. "Okay, well nice seein' ya, Mark, but I've got work to do." I said pointing with both thumbs behind my shoulder at Suzy. "I'll see ya later," I said casually as I walked over to get the serving tray for the next table.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Mark wave. He smiled, then turned to his food running his hand through his hair again.

"I see you've met Mark," Suzy said as she flipped a hamburger patty. I nodded, "Well, I've met him before," I said calmly.

Suzy stared at me over her red glasses, with her infamous "I know" look. But she dismissed it and turned back to the burger. "Table seven. And don't forget to take table two's order," She said coldly.

I picked up the black tray of food and roll my eyes. "I forgot to take an order one time, and it lives with me forever," I joked. As I turned I felt a familiar pair of brown eyes staring at the back of my head.

I knew who it was, obviously, but I turned to look anyways. Mark quickly looked down at his plate and took a bite out of his sandwich. I couldn't help but smile as he had accidentally bit off too much, and he couldn't chew it properly.

Along the way to table seven I had teased a couple people by looking in their direction. Their eyes lit up excitedly when I neared their table, which soon turned to despair when they realized it wasn't their food.