My UFO burger finally came and I lifted the top bun and saw the medium-rare strips of meat that they made to resembled bacon were piled to be at least 4 inches thick excluding the onions salad, ketchup mustard and pickles.
I am fully satisfied with it and I stood up and grabbed a few pieces of paper towels and placed it on top of the UFO burgers. After I had lined the paper towels on the UFO buns, I placed my hands slowly on it and pressed down and made them like flattened flapjacks.
From a 6 inch UFO burger, it went down flat will about 4 inches.
The waitress that had sent the meal overlooked in wonder. "Nobody gonna eat air, right? Now it looked more presentable and pleasing to my eyes." I casually spoke as I withdrew the paper towels and saw a lot of fat had been saturated in them.
"Nobody gonna eat this fat, would you?" I said as I placed the greasy paper towels that I had rolled up into the hands of the waitress. I took my fork and knife and began to dig in. "By the way, could you send in half dozen chops and half dozen of drums, hot, crispy and spicy, please."
The bread was toasted before it was placed on top of the other bun which had all the meats that I wanted. Of course, my Beasts buddies were all on their haunches and were being fed as I slowly munch on the flattened burger in front of me. I used to call it burger penyet after doing so and I could go through an at least 4 half-pounder burgers easily.
I was halfway through my UFO burger when HaiLoong sauntered over and saw me sitting by the glass window. He sat across me and looked at my flatten burger and asked, "Did a trailer passed by this table and did this to your burger?! C'mon, tell me it's plate number and I'd run over his registration and catch him red-handed before he could jump onto the next interstate....!!"
He flashed his big smile and he took a swig of my half-gallon coke using my cup. "Eeehhhhh... Get your own cup, you asshole...! New...! Could we have a fresh glass over here?"
"You take my glass while this fresh glass is mine...! I hate being stood up. You never text... So I take it as you're not coming. Even if you text me, I don't think I would 'layan' you since I have this big ass motherfucking UFO burger to contend with."
I stuck out my tongue and squinted my eyes at him. " By the way, this is a triple UFO and I ordered half dozen chops and drum. I'm not done yet, I might order a brisket but it's on the uptrend now so it might cost a few dollars more. By the way, what're a few dollars mean right? My Phantom guzzles at least 40 smackeroos every 3 days, minimum."
"Hahahahaha...." I forked a piece of dissected UFO burger and made a flying noise of a biplane with the food in front of HaiLoong's nose. He tried to catch it with his mouth but I'm faster. "Get yourself a UFO if you want one. This one is mine... Raaaawwrrrr...." and I threw the food that I played in front of HaiLoong's face right into my mouth and swallowed it.
Hailoong passed me a piece of crumpled paper that he had stuffed carelessly on his jacket. "I know that this is not the time for this, but you may want to take a look at this. This piece of paper is for your eyes only."
I pushed my fork and knife aside and picked the crumpled paper and smoothen it out before I finally rest my eyes to read it. Before I could even read it, the letter gave off a certain Weres smell and also some Night Crawlers too. It seems to have originated from a Night Crawler down to a Weres.
The paper just showed some drawings which looked like the grounds of my apartment, and also two familiar destinations, Uncle Bob's and also Jack's Steak Place.
"Is Jack's Steak...."I left my words trailed away as Hailoong nodded in my direction. "Fucking J. C...!!! HOW THE FUCK THEY KNOW?!?"
"Hush... Calm down. I'm not sure how they knew but they picked up your scent and followed you home. They're much worse than hound dogs... FUCK...!!! I don't know how to reassure you right now...!!"
A cloud of worry and confusion crept over my face for the very first time and I knew the hunter became the hunted, and the predator now being their Prey.
"FUCKING HELL... I've lost my appetite to eat now." I folded the paper and passed it back Hailoong. I called the waitress that I'd like my chops and drums to go. I passed my plate to her and told her to wrap this up as well.
"Tell me what I'm gonna do? I can't take this lying down... And I can't be possibly holing myself up in that house and wait for them to ambush me?" I stated hard at Hailoong's dace to see a streak of hope and an answer.
"Could I be at DEASTF and for protection for this storm to blow over?" I inquired and was given a straight no for an answer.
"I've already asked before you pop this question. You're a civvie, and a mercenary as well. They can't bear any responsibilities for your actions but one thing for sure, your weapons are all good to go. For the sake of your survival, please, no human casualties, not even a concussion or a scratch."
"Haisssh...GODDAMN...how on this fucking earth, do they know about my two eating places?"
"Bring your Phantom to my mech. Let him take a look, there might be something that they planted on it. Here's the address."
HaiLoong passed me a business name card and it read as Riley's Repair Shop, somewhere in McDaniel Station Road SW just after the junction on Highway 53. That highway would lead me to Fairmount and Sonoraville. I've got a good memory and I passed the card to him back.
"Thanks, I'd take your advice and I'd be on my way right after you pay for the food first." I stood up and glances sideways to him. I wonder when I would meet up with him. Since Dawsonville would take a direct route out for an hour's ride to reach there, I guess I would have to be back home before dusk.
I grabbed the food that had been prepared by the waitress and walked out while HaiLoong picked up the tab. No hugs, no kisses and no goodbyes. FUCK...!! HOW DID MY LIFE SUDDENLY GOT ROTTEN?? I screamed inwardly as I wore my helmet, placed my food in the saddlebags and straddled my Phantom. I took a last long glance St HaiLoong and vroomed off towards Calhoun.