Thursday Lunch Cafe by anon, G Really nice and entertaining fic. Felt a bit like a snippet but that doesn't mean it wasn't great. Good crossover choice. The table was turned 45˚ too far clockwise...staff, here he was. "Alright, what do you want?" Sheldon gaped at the woman. "You're not my waitress!" "I guess your usual waitress took the day off," she said, tapping a pen against her notepad.