Cartinelli
After a long day working for the S.S.R with absolutely no recognition, Peggy Carter decided that she would treat herself and go out for dinner. Her roommate was working late tonight anyway so she didn’t have anyone to get home to and eat dinner with. Also maybe if she were to go out she would finally meet her soulmate. She just wished that her soulmate was someone like Sousa or Thompson so it would be easier to work together and she wouldn’t have to search any longer. Peggy was actually disappointed when she realized that Sousa wasn’t her soulmate. He’s a very handsome man and his soulmate will be very lucky to have him.
There was a place called The Landromat close enough to her apartment and that’s where she was going to go. Her roommate was talking about it all the time so she didn’t see the harm in going at least once. She’s talked about how she goes there with her friends a lot but has never really mentioned the quality of the food. There’s a lit sign outside of the diner and Peggy knows that it’s in some color but all she can see are different shades of black, grey, and white. It probably looks lovely, just like everything else in the world.
Peggy entered the diner walked up to the bar counter. She sat down on one of the bar stools and places her purse on the counter. There are a few other patrons in the diner but she doesn’t recognize any of them. Music is playing lightly throughout the diner. She grabs a menu and starts looking through the options.
“Know what you’re getting, Sugar?”
Peggy lowers her menu slightly to look at the waitress on the opoosite side of the bar from her. They lock eyes and within seconds Peggy goes from staring into grey eyes to staring into staggering blue eyes. Peggy’s eyes widen and so do the eyes of the waitress.
“U-uh, I’m Peggy. Peggy Carter” Peggy says, trying not to draw too much attention to herself and the waitress.
The waitress looked a little surprised at Peggy’s accent, which isn’t entirely unusual. Not many English people live in the states and if they do most of them don’t stick around 24/7 diners.
“Angie. Angie Martinelli. My shift ends at eleven if you want to stick around” The waitress says with a smile on her face.
“Alright. I’ll take some pie and coffee then” Peggy replies with a smile.
“It’ll be right up, English” Angie responds, a smile still on her face.
Peggy nods her head as Angie walks away, a small bounce in her step. Well that wasn’t something Peggy expected to happen tonight.