[ Flynn shifts uncomfortably on the squeaky vinyl, running careful fingers along the tabletop. ]

Well, just a few days ago, this place was... gone. There was a massive storm, and we were hit with earthquakes strong enough to crack the ground open. The diner disappeared into one of them. Sitting in it now is.... a little like waking up in the lobby without a clue why you're there. It's strange. A little wrong.