Julie Small was a fixture at Gino’s Diner, waitressing and sometimes flipping burgers.  Matronly with a sassy short haircut that flattered her heart-shaped face, she received respect and worship from her regulars.  A busy local joint, Gino’s catered to the working class, busiest before rush hour and in the late evenings.  She’d seen the young English woman when she first began frequenting the eatery, watching Hannah’s transformation from an outsider to one of the regulars.  Slowly Hannah’s orders expanded from black tea and the simplest things to enchiladas and the daily specials.  The one remaining constant that Julie appreciated was the politeness Hannah displayed to everyone. Full-tilt into the evening rush, Julie saw her enter, a tall, handsome man with bright blue eyes and boyish smile.  There was something about him that cried out,<i>foreigner.  </i><br/><br/>“What’s it gonna be, folks?”  Julie asked the couple.  His accent confirmed he was not from the states.  Hannah’s face was lovely this evening, the happiness lit her eyes and added a flattering glow to her cheeks.  “Julie, this is Andrew McGuire from London,” Motioning to the man sitting close to her, “Andrew, meet Julie Small.  She’s been my savior in learning what’s good to eat here,” ordering a lamb gyros and fries.  Hannah explained to Andrew the options in drinks, milkshake, float, alcoholic choices, and coffee or tea.  She ordered a chocolate milkshake with whipped cream.  Holding Andrew’s other hand, they watched Julie put their order in.  “I come here sometimes for character development ideas.”  Hannah shared.  “How does going to some of the museums sound for tomorrow, your last day here?”  She studied his fingers intertwined in hers, a little sad their time together was coming to an end.