I smiled, "Hey, Mo. Mechanic's still working on the car."
"Well, ole' Pete isn't as young as he used to be. Not as spry, either. He used to come in here and chase me around the counter."
"Get outta here!" I said, shocked.
"It's true. But that was a long time ago."
"I bet you have some stories to tell, Mo!"
She winked at me, "You want anything?"
"Yeah, I guess I better have a cheeseburger and fries and some coffee. I'm going to be on the road for a while."
"Coming right up," she said, disappearing into the kitchen.