Devika hummed as she cooked. She usually did, a nameless cheery tune that usually sprung to her mind. She gave the two burgers one last flip, then turned off the stove. She piled two plates with bun and toppings, then slid the two burgers on. After topping them with cheese, she started to go to Roxy’s workout area, where she could hear the other woman working out.

Meanwhile, Roxy’s phone would get a text. It was one of the long time customers she had messaged. [i]“Hey Rox. I think I sucked a diaper or something into my exhaust pipe – bike is smoking and I can’t figure out why. I’m coming over. -J” [/i]