Price sighed as he sat himself down in the red leather couch of the diner, taking his bucket hat off and placing it on the table before scanning the menu.

“Hey - waffles, please?” He asked as you - the one working at the diner - approached him, a warm smile on his lips.

His face lighted up as he saw you bring out the waffles he had requested, he looked around for a moment.

“It’s quiet today, eh? Come and sit.” He asked.