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Moving closer she took a seat close to where Rebecca had been sitting, glad that she had her back to the other customer. Waiting a moment she just watched the clone before she pulled down her hood. “Can I have food, Rebecca Levin?”

The chef can’t help but look shocked at the blonde. Why did she look like her? Who was she? “ Ho...how....who?” She stutters as she signs her words. What the hell was going on?

”I….” She shook her head biting her lip. ” I’m okay, thanks.” The chef mumbled, trying to hide how she was feeling.

Shay still has sleep in her bones, leaden down into the tips of her fingers. she slowly stretches away the clumsy dregs of dreamland as she pads over to her kitchen.’you know green juices are better than flu shots.’ she calls out before realizing that, one the girl is deaf, and two she’s not seeing her lips. she comes back with a juice on the go, ready and fresh.’i made a Turmeric Sunrise for you,’ she hands it over.’ Everyone who tried this juice thought it was outstanding. You could not buy juice this good, that’s for certain.’ she assures, reaching out to brush her fingertips against her kneecap.’so i’m taking it’s just a cold? or is there something else?’ 

The chef hesitantly sits on one of the chair, not sure what Shay was saying. She coughs into her elbow, trying to ignore how much it hurts. Next time Beth was sick, the cop was on her own, the chef thought to herself. Becca had too much shit to do to be sick. “ Tur-what?” Becca asked, not sure if she read her lips right. Looking at the juice, she shrugged and took a small sip. “Cold..that’s hung around for two weeks now. I don’t have insurance so...I can’t go to a doctor.” Lie, but she didn’t want to deal with power trip Delphine at the moment.  Another cough rattled her body and she groaned, shivering a little.

‘oh god sweetie, are you okay?’ fingers  unfurl  from her morning boosting juice, and slides her hold back to the girl’s wrist and waits, quiet. this almost feels too intimate, too intrusive, as if she’s learning things she shouldn’t, but she wants to help.’you look like you’re about to fall off just… come inside and have a sit.’  step one for being okay is being alive, and judging by the look on her face. it’s not going well.

Becca just shrugs trying to play off her illness. Maybe she shouldn’t have worked seventeen hours the other day and the day before that. “ Yeah, umm, just pulled a double at work. Happens when you’re the boss. But umm Cosima say you were good.” She signs her words but stop at the feeling of Shay touching her wrist. The chef wondered if her heart was racing or if she was just imaging things.  Becca has to focus on Shay’s lips before nodding. ‘Sure. Sitting sounds good.’ Really good, maybe she should’ve listened to Beth and stayed  home.

' Lucky you. Having to pay for it all yourself is a real challenge. ' She admits before her eyes diverted over to the kitchen. Raising her eyebrows in an upward and downward motion. ' I can never say no to your food, Becca. Surprise me? '

“ More like hard work to get the scholarships.” She signed as she spoke. Between good grades and cooking, she landed a few scholarships. “ Gotcha. Give me a second and I’ll come back with something for you.” Leaving, she is in the kitchen for ten minutes before coming back out with a sandwich and fries. “ Alright one Monte Cristco sandwich with rosemary fries.”