"Hey do you think you'll be able to replicate those, like in wood?" She wasn't sure of his skills as far as carpentry went. But she still wanted a few booths, just more rustic than the shiny vinyl that was there now.
She propped the sledgehammer on the wall behind her, stepped up on the bottom shelf of the counter, wrapped her finger around the top, and yanked. Strength wasn't part of her bag, as far as being a mutant, but she'd never been weak. It only took two hard yanks for the half the counter top to lift off the base.