Duke had managed to get most of the glitter off of him after last night's fiasco of a class, though his hair still sparkled faintly under the lights of Luke's. He was doing his best to ignore it and carry on as usual, and for the most part, his staff was following his lead.

For the most part.

"You smell like sunscreen," Billy said, hovering just behind Duke's shoulder as he sliced yams.

"Please stop sniffing me," Duke answered. "It's creepy."

Today's specials
Coconut-crusted mahi mahi nuggets with sweet potato fries

Billy buried his nose in Duke's shoulder and inhaled. Duke rolled his eyes to the ceiling with a long suffering sigh.

Luke's was open.