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Sheepchase ([personal profile] sheepchase) wrote in [community profile] fandomweekly2017-05-08 08:05 pm

[#40] Breaking Bread (Leverage)

Theme Prompt: #040 – Quick and Dirty
Title: Breaking Bread
Fandom: Leverage
Rating/Warnings: PG, Spoilers: Minor season 5
Bonus: Yes
Word Count: 482
Summary: The quality of meal is determined by its intent, not how many steps it takes to prepare.




Hardison hadn't accounted for the fact that owning a restaurant meant running a restaurant. Now, they had a half trained staff, and a half formed menu, and beers that were only occasionally drinkable. It was no wonder the staff had been damn near at each other's throats during the lunch rush. They needed to fix this before dinner.

“We're closing.” Eliot barked.

“What? Like, forever man? What are you talking about.” Hardison trailed behind Eliot as he stalked to the door to flip the sign to closed.

“No not forever. A couple hours” Eliot slid up close to Hardison. “We gotta fine tune some shit. This team is going to come apart if we don't do somethin' about morale. We've got two hours.” Eliot squeezed Hardison's elbow to emphasize his point.

The staff whispered among themselves and Hardison hovered. When the last of the lunch customers walked out the door, Eliot called the entire staff back into the kitchen.

“Listen up everyone. New Friday tradition, Family meal. The man who taught me to cook always made sure his staff was well fed before we went into the evening shift. Mary you're on salad. Tim slice some of that turkey we made yesterday.”

Hardison was still questioning this move. “Do we have time to sit down and have a meal? I know how you cook. We can't serve them a three course meal. You can't do that in two hours.” Eliot kept working, Hardison was just talking to hear his own voice.

In twenty minutes, Eliot and the staff had pushed together a couple of tables and chairs, and everyone was seated. Family meal was only turkey sandwiches, a green salad, and some chips just out of the fryer. It wasn't much, but it would do.

The waitresses who had formed a pact against the the third waitress shared meaningful glances. The bus boy who was berated for being too slow, and then again for being clumsy, kept his eyes on the salad bowl in front of him. The prep cook Eliot had personally chewed out that morning for looking at his phone sat rigid in his chair. Hardison looked like he was going to do a dance to break the tension.

Eliot picked up the big salad bowl and put some on his plate to signal that they should start
“Mary, you said your mom taught you how to make this sesame dressing? She show you anything else?”

After 30 minutes, Eliot had to clap his hands to mover every one along to clean up. Table clearing, washing and drying, prep for the next shift all started to roll.

Hardison took the opposite end of the table where they had just been sitting and said, “For a second there, I thought you were going to make us all say grace.”

“Grace is what happens at the end of the meal. No reason to say it.”

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[personal profile] x_disturbed_x 2017-05-09 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
Hah, my favorite part is the last line. :D
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[personal profile] vexed_wench 2017-05-09 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
That was so sweet.
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[personal profile] rivulet027 2017-05-09 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
Eliot would. I love the last line. Loved Hardison here.
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[personal profile] badly_knitted 2017-05-09 11:09 am (UTC)(link)
I'll echo others and say I love the last line, but I love the whole thing. No better way to get everyone working together than by getting them all eating together and talking.
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[personal profile] glinda 2017-05-09 11:33 am (UTC)(link)
Aww that's such a lovely wee story - and that last line really hits the spot.
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[personal profile] m_findlow 2017-05-10 11:42 am (UTC)(link)
Mad people skills, Eliot. That's showing them how it's done.