Styrofoam Temple

Here I was, 'Det. Kate Beckett' waiting in the line at the 24hr Italian restaurant near my apartment... again. The man in front of me walked over to the chairs to sit next to his girlfriend after placing his order. I exhaled in a sigh. 'When would that be me?' Waiting in line to buy a meal for your love instead of going home to eat alone, the TV as your only friend. 'I need a cat or something.'

"Kate! How are you?" The waitress asked, recognising me immediately. I smiled back, but couldn't get to her amount of energy. How was she that enthusiastic at two in the morning?

'It's sad when the people a take-away restaurant know you by name...' I thought before answering, "I'm alright."

"Working another long shift, I see." She practically told me off.

"Uh-huh." I agreed with her. "Why can't criminals take a sick-day?"

"The usual?" She asked around a laugh, nodding her head towards the menu as she did so.

"Yup. Just for one... as always."

"Don't be too hard on yourself; I'm sure he wants to be with you too." My head shot up so fast that I swear I heard a 'crack'.


"This boy." She smiling like that cat that got the canary.

"What are you talkin' about?" I played dumb. She shook her head and laughed.

"Ok. If you don't want to talk about it." She turned around and yelled into the kitchen "Kate's usual!"

"Tell her it's on the house!" The yell from the back made me laugh; I'd called the game. "And that it's the last time I'm ever placing bets with her on baseball!"

"Oh, don't be a sore-loser, Lou!" I called back. He laughed as he made his way to the front counter, Styrofoam takeaway box in hand.

"Here you go 'mi lady'." He passed it to me, kissing my cheek by way of hello as he did so.

"You'll never guess who I met the other day." I exploded after a nod of thanks.


"Joe-freakin'-Torre!" I barely managed to keep my feet on the ground as I told him. As Castle had said- 'Smooth'. Lou's face burst into a grin.

"You're kiddin'!" I shook my head at his rhetorical question, the excitement rebuilding as I remembered the moment.

"Lou, stop revving Kate up! She needs to go home and get some sleep." She eyeballed me as she did so and I tried so hard to keep the smile off my face.

"Alright!" Lou conceded loudly, his Italian genes kicking in as he threw his hands into the air. "Get some sleep." They both waved goodbye as I walked out.

Another level to my Styrofoam Temple.