hundred percent reason to remember the name;

“Don’t even mention Taco Bell,” he said with a hollow chuckled, “I made the mistake of ordering a quesorito from them and I felt immediately sick afterwards. Never again.”

"It's the worst really. I mean Taco Bell isn't good for your system at all actually." He shook his head slightly. "See this is why you have to come and see me."

“You know I never say no to free food,” Kelsie laughed.  “So I’d be happy to help.”  She fell quiet for a moment, pondering where to park a food truck.  “You know, that might be the best place to park it.  You’d have a relatively steady stream of business.”

"I don't think anyone says no to free food because that would be just wrong. I mean who says no to anything free really." Antonio smiled over at her. “Thank for the help.” Honestly he just wasn’t sure to where to park it just yet. “I might just do that. Pretty steady and plus it’s right downtown. So win, win.”

Clara smirked.  “Well aren’t you a sweet one,” she mused.  “Willing to make time even when you’re busy.  Not many would do something like that.”

Antonio smiled back at for a moment before shrugging his shoulders a little bit. "I try. But ya know I have my asshole moments at times." Which was true, he did. But he still had boxing to keep himself even.

Liv knew she should have been home by now, but the girls at work had wanted to go out. Now it was almost midnight and Jacen was still blowing up her phone asking where she was, but truthfully Liv had no idea where she actually was. Drunkenly finding a Taco Truck, she fell in love in that exact moment with the idea of getting a taco. “Hi.” Drunkenly stumbling up to the window, she put both hands on the window. “I want all the tacos.” She remarked. Opening her clutch as her phone went off again, she handed it to the man. “Here hold that and don’t answer I want food.” She told him sternly, she started to pull the contents in her clutch out. Tossing her cash on the counter, she didn’t even know how much was even there. “I want four tacos– wait..” Standing on her tip toes to look in the truck to try and get a better look at what they’d actually look like. “I want eight.” 

Antonio always worked late, maybe it was because of the drunks stumbling out of the bar or maybe it was because he didn't want to go home to an empty house. Honestly he wasn't sure. All he knew was drunk people loved greasy food with their liquor. “Hi.” He stated as he watched the woman approach his window, there was a small smile on his face. When she handed her phone over to him, he took it. Looking down at who was calling for a moment, before his attention went back to the woman. “What would you like on them? Do you want beef or chicken? First time here? If that is the case, it’s on the house.” 

“Good point, I tend to choose home-cooking in the winter because I want to avoid being outside as much as possible,” The pastor laughed with an easy nod. “You know, the lunch rush after church is pretty strong, and that’s all year. If the restaurant doesn’t work out yet, you’re welcome to come Sundays and set up in the parking lot,” he offered. He leaned in, lowering his voice so as not to start any controversy from the passerbys. Of course, Silas wasn’t fully aware of who he was talking to. Otherwise, he wouldn’t bring it up. “Best to bring a human server though, just to keep the ground clean. You know?” He said, with a quick wink as if it didn’t need to be said because it was obvious.

“Oh that’s nice. I hear it’s a great place to retire. We looked into a facility down there for my mom when her Alzheimer’s started getting more difficult, but we decided to keep her close to home,” Silas said with a nod.

"Eh it's just a thought right now. I do love my truck a little bit too much just to park her." He stated, with a small smile. Hearing the the other man's offer, he thought about it for a moment. "I'll have to think about that. Might be a good idea." Antonio heard his next comment and he clenched his jaw a little bit. "Right of course. If I decided to do it or not." Now he wasn't sure if he wanted to do it or not. He probably wouldn’t. Maybe just park it across the street or something. At this moment he wasn’t sure. 

“It’s where my family is originally from. So naturally they just decided to retire there.” He did his best to not let Silas’s comment get to him. But there was apart of Antonio that wanted to lash out a little bit but now wasn’t the time or place. “I’m sorry to hear about your mother.” 

“Hey, it’s an unwritten rule that Alphas keep it old-school,” James joked and nudged Antonio in response. “Yeah, it’s tough. We have to satisfy the ice cream cravings without chocolate. Easier said than done.”

James sighed uneasily as he started to steer the conversation into pack business. “Antonio, I have to let you know about some things that are changing.”

Antonio chuckled lightly hearing James's comment about keeping it old-school. He had always admired the man next to him. "Is it a unwritten rule that pastor's are dickheads and deserved to be punched in the face for stupid comments?" Nodding his head a little bit. "It is very tough. I mean I didn't even eat chocolate growing up."

Hearing James’s serious tone, his attention instantly went to the older. Clearly this was about pack business now. “What is it? What’s going on?”

Amanda handed over the cash and rolled her eyes. “Neither of them are the ones that you have to worry about anyways. First of all it would be Kelsie. She would never let me go unfed. Secondly, I mean you know what I’m like when I’m hungry. It’s not pretty.” She grimaced, happy to see it wouldn’t come to that as her tacos were finished. “You planning on staying open much later tonight?”

Antonio took the cash, and placed it into the register before he washed his hands to make her tacos. "This is very true. She would never let any of us starve." He stated as he finished making her tacos and handed the bag over to the blonde. “Nope not pretty at all so keeping you fed is totally my goal.” He smiled before nodding his head a little bit. “Actually yeah because I have to hit up the drunk crowd. For some odd reason the drunk people love greasy food. So I’ll be here for awhile.”

Andi just laughed and shook her head. “I don’t want to over-inflate that ego of yours, so I’m not going to reveal every reason why I come get tacos from you. But I am glad that you are gonna come stop by the precinct. More time to enjoy your food, among other things.”

Tony laughed also, looking over at her for a moment. The smile remained on his lips even after the laugh had died down. "Trust me my ego is perfectly intact. Just the food? Or my company also? It's okay Andi, just us here you can tell me. Secrets safe."

“Are you kiddin’ me? Sweetheart, you might just me, my new favorite person, you know that?” She told him with a happy little smile, handing him the five dollars.

"Well I feel honored and special. I'll have that order ready for you every Tuesday. How does that sound?" He asked, smiling as he took the five dollars from her.

Silas nodded and handed the change over to the man. “How’s business these days, Antonio?” He asked politely as he waited for his food. If the conversation went well, Silas would likely leave a pamphlet for the church’s services along with his tip. It was never too late to recruit someone in the name of Christ.

Antonio took the change, and placed it into the register before he started to get to work on Silas's food. "Oh you know business is good. Trying to figure out where to park her at when the winter comes. I thought about opening a small restaurant or something this way I don’t have to drive my truck year round.” He didn’t mind making conversation with the other man. “My parents decided to retire, off back to Mexico.” 

“Thanks man, you know my usual?”

"Well I tend to remember those that come back and have lived here all of their lives like me."

Michelle smiled brightly when he said anything she wanted was on the house. “I’ve always been a fan of surprises, and I find when I tell someone to surprise me, they generally will show you their best work so that you’re a repeat customer, so by all means, surprise me. Though everything here has to be much better than a trip to Taco Bell, so I won’t complain no matter what it is. I’m Michelle by the way, and thanks for the free taco.” 

Antonio smiled back at her, listening to her speak before nodding his head some. "Trust me when I say these will be a lot more better than Taco Bell. Hopefully you like authentic Mexican food because that is all you will get from me. Pleasure meeting you, Michelle. I’m Antonio.” The smile remained on his features as he started working on her food. He was so going to do his best work for her.

“Over the years, I’ve developed trust issues with food related promises. I’ve been burned far too many times by BOGOs.” Buy One Get One frees always had stipulations. “You’d be surprised when you go to a buffet and the signs says all you can eat, but when you do eat all you can eat, they have a problem with it. Or they ask you to pay for a second meal.” He was speaking from experience in this instance, but in his defense, he had a very active metabolism and he felt like he stayed in a constant state of hungry.

"That might be the case with other places but not me besides I wouldn't screw over another member of my pack." Which was true, he wouldn't. “That is the worse, so I feel you on that.” Truthfully he felt like he was eating all the time, and constantly hungry so he got it. “My father always warned me that I would be starving all the time. Even after I just ate.” 

“Well I feel special.” Andi tucked her hair behind her ear as she laughed a little at his statement. “Damn, you saw right through me. Your food is a definite added bonus.” She felt her cheeks blush and she tried to hide it but she was sure he spotted it. “Then consider it a request.”

"Well you are." Tony smiled as he looked over at for a moment before chuckling himself. "I knew it. You just want a piece of me. It totally is and so good." He did in fact notice her blush. "Well consider that said request filled."

“That sounds perfect,” he said, reaching for his wallet.  “You know, for as good as tacos as you got, you can’t beat that price.”

"So five beef and five chicken. Coming right up." He smiled before nodding his head a little bit. "This is very true. And my food is actually authentic unlike the American versions of tacos from Taco Bell."