Joy-the-waitress stared at him.
Brendan raised his hands as if he were accepting applause. ‘Yes, yes, that is a hamburger in a bagel. Traditionally eaten for breakfast, but . . . I’m feeling a little cavalier.’
As Ivy and Sophia chortled, Olivia just blinked. ‘Uh . . .’ She looked around the three grinning faces. ‘What exactly is going on?’
‘It’s a new game we’re playing.’ Ivy dug Brendan in the ribs. ‘We like to call it . . . “raising the steaks”!’
Olivia frowned. ‘Raising the stakes?’
‘You know,’ Sophia said. ‘Meat . . . steaks . . . and . . .’ Twisting her body to hide the movement from the waitress’s eyesight, she crooked her fingers in a ‘fangs’ gesture that definitely meant vampires. ‘The person to order the weirdest, meatiest thing on the menu wins.’
Olivia snickered. ‘Sounds . . . “fun”.’
‘You wanna hurry it along, folks?’ Joy’s face looked as sour as if she’d bitten into a lemon. ‘Or am I going to grow old and die while waiting for one more wonderful pun?’
Ivy scooped up her menu. ‘I will see Brendan’s Burgel and raise him a . . . um . . . er . . .’
Olivia leaned over to scour the menu at the same time as her twin. ‘Wow,’ she breathed. ‘I can’t believe it. The Burgel really is listed!’
‘And it’s the most ridiculous thing on there,’ Ivy moaned. ‘How am I supposed to top that?’
‘Yes!’ Brendan pumped his fist. ‘I win!’
‘Not so fast, Buster.’ Ivy smacked down the menu with a look of triumph. ‘Because I will have . . . a doughger!’
‘A what?’ four voices chorused at once.
Ivy beamed at the whole group. ‘A hamburger,’ she said, ‘inside a doughnut!’
‘Oh, please.’ Joy rolled her eyes even as she wrote the order down. ‘And for you?’ She turned to Olivia, her expression weary. ‘Let me guess. A hamburger in a brownie? Or in an ice-cream cone?’
‘No, thank you.’ Olivia smiled. ‘I’ll just have a chickpea salad.’
Joy blinked rapidly. ‘Could you repeat that order, please? I don’t think I got that.’
Olivia repeated it calmly, while her three vampire friends covered their mouths to keep from laughing. Joy sighed as she turned away. She stopped after a few steps, turning to call back:
‘I forgot to ask. How would you kids like your burgers?’
Olivia shook her head. As if she had to ask.
All three vampires chorused as one: ‘Rare.’
Half an hour later, Olivia set down her spoon and looked around the table.
Ivy was lolling in her seat, clutching her stomach. ‘Why didn’t anybody stop me from eating that doughger?’
Brendan had his arm around Ivy and was grinning as he teased her. ‘We didn’t dare. You and that doughger had a special thing going!’
Sophia was drawing fashion designs on her napkin with a bat-winged fountain pen. Olivia smiled around at all of them and stood, picking up her beaded purse. ‘OK,’ she said, giving a little wave. ‘See ya.’
‘Wait a minute.’ Sophia dropped her pen. She turned from Olivia to Ivy and then back again, shaking her head. ‘That’s it? Olivia Abbott, you are going to be in other countries for quite some time. Is that really all you can say? “See ya”?’
‘Well . . .’ Olivia shrugged, still smiling.
‘It has to be bigger than that!’ Sophia said. ‘Think of Ivy!’
Olivia looked at her twin . . . and they both burst out laughing.