Natalie
“Give me the turkey on wheat," Danny says as he stands at the counter, wrinkling his nose, eyes going back and forth between two spots on the board above our heads.
“You sure? You don't seem too positive."
“Trying to decide if I want a pickle or not." He grins.
“Always get the pickle." I give him a wink.
“What the hell." He shrugs. “Why not? Give me the pickle and a cupcake."
“Give you an inch and you take a mile." I tease. “What are you doing today? Didn't you just get off shift?"
“Yeah, I'm helping the fam today. All hands on deck. We're doing a huge job. So this sandwich, pickle and cupcake are gonna help me make it through."
“You sound pregnant." Mia, the owner of the shop gives him a lopsided grin.
“I do like my sweet and savory," he admits.
“Go sit down." I point
