-- His days are always the same. Like someone made a bunch of carbon copies of his week now he doesn’t have a choice but to use them. His schedule rarely changes but sometimes he decides to try something new. Like going to a different book shop or ordering something other than his usual take-out dinner. Today is one of those days as well. The diner he passed by nearly every day seems interesting enough to give it a shot. He can ditch Chinese take-out for pancakes.
Drumming his fingers against the table, one earbud free the other blasting 80s pop, he tries to decide what to drink. His eyes on the menu. Hasn’t seen the newcomers face, Toby starts, “ -- Can I get -- ” No. it can’t be him -- Maybe he can leave ?? But the guy’s already seen him. -- he is standing right next to him, waiting for his order, of course, he has seen him !! “ - Uh... - ”