[The only thing that she found naive about the ex-cop who was city tough and a little rough around the edges was just what he said. That he didn't care what other people thought. She liked that about him, she liked it a whole lot, and not even because it gave her a foot in the door. But she still thought that saying so might not have been the way to run a business that counted on people coming through the door. She knew that he had the upper-hand in that department too, however. The other diner in town overcharged and didn't serve up toast half as good as Nick's place. He'd turned her and Wyatt into something of a connoisseur on that matter.
He didn't deny her request about Wyatt either, which gave him a lot of points. She smiled thankful, but she didn't make a big deal out of it or blessing him all over like he'd saved her from some miserable fate. He didn't seem like the type who wanted that kind of thing. She wondered about what kind of cop didn't care for hero worship, and she sipped some more of her cherry coke with a grin.]
So can you show me the ropes around this place or do I have to wait for Gwen of the schedule making to okay me for duty?