Page 47 of Daddy's Protection
“Good. Let’s chat about that over dinner. Go tell Auntie Athena and Uncle Trevon goodbye and then we’ll grab something to eat.”
The Littles hurried toward Auntie and Uncle while their Daddies watched.
“You get the impression they did something naughty?” Isaiah asked from the side of his mouth.
“Yep,” Ace said.
“Uh-huh,” Jack agreed.
Still watching the Littles, Isaiah shook his head. “But you know how Athena is—if she doesn’t want to tell us, we’ll never know.”
The others nodded.
Isaiah sure was curious as to what went down at the nursery. But it seemed that secret would remain just that—a secret.
The group selected Bob’s Big Boy up in Burbank.
On the way in, Isaiah had the girls gather around the famous statue of the “big boy” himself holding a giant hamburger for a picture. Once the group was inside and seated, Isaiah said, “Go ahead and look at the menu, honey. After you decide what you want, we’ll talk about your case.”
Five minutes later, they’d all ordered, had their drinks, and were awaiting their food.
“I love this place,” Iris said, looking around. “It’s like we’ve gone back in time.”
“Kind of like the place I painted the windows for this week,” Cami said. “It was just an old-fashioned diner, too. Pretty cool.”
“Hey, isn’t this wherePulp Fictionwas filmed? You know, that scene where the couple robs the diner, but Sam Jackson stops them,” Iris posed.
Lana shook her head. “No. That was a diner down in Hawthorne. But it’s been torn down.”
“First of all,” Ace said, “how do you know that? I’m seriously impressed. But how is that little nugget just floating around in your head?”
“I work at a studio,” his Little explained. “I’m a film nut, remember?”
He nodded. “Were you even born whenPulp Fictioncame out?”
“I don’t think so,” Lana admitted. “But not long after!”
The Daddies laughed.
Isaiah was a bit amused as he said, “I’m not surePulp Fictionis the type of movie cuties like you all need to be watching.”
The other Daddies voiced their agreement.
“I’ve seen worse,” Lana said. “I’ve worked on worse. But it is too violent for me. I just like the scene where they dance.”
After taking a drink of her soda, Cami looked around and said, “Was anything filmed here? I mean, I know I’ve eaten here before. But it looks familiar. Like it’s been in the movies or on TV.”
Across the table, Lana nodded. “It’s iconic. Sort of a local institution so it’s used a lot in pickup shots.”
“What are pickup shots?” Iris asked.
“In a movie or series, when it shows things around town in between various scenes—those are called pickup shots. Notmuch happens in them. They just add flavor, so to speak. Give location context and stuff.”
“That’s cool,” Iris said.
“Yeah. But nothing was filmed in here?” Cami asked. “It just seems like I’ve seen it on something.”
Isaiah agreed. He looked around at the brown booths, the old-school light fixtures, and classic diner décor. It was pure Americana.
