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>Cirno's good eye widened as her mind flashed back to an earlier period, a time long in the past.
>The ice fairy was younger, more innocent, spending the time enjoying an all-American burger in the most American of restaurants of all: the Malt Shop. She sat there, minding her own buisness when a huge, burly brute of a man kicked the doors open with a swift motion of his size 13 boot. Handsome and looking like he had just stepped out of Nam', it was none other than The Duke, the so called Ultimate Alien Ass Kicker. "It's time chew burgers and kick ass, and I'm all out of ass!" he muttered in a gruff tone as he stumbled toward and unclaimed table in front of the young fairy and waited to be served. The waitress which eventually came seemed scarcely able to believe his visit as she resisted the attempt to swoon over the King of the World. "I'll be taking the usual, quarter-pounder with chili-fries, shake. Vanilla. Hey baby, for a 800% tip, wanna hang with the Duke later?" The waitress blushed and hastily hurried to report his order. Duke Nukem chuckled. "You're all dining with the Duke this evening: you get to eat, on him!" the whole diner cheered as Cirno continued to enjoy her meal with a smile on her face.
>When the Duke was finally served, he spent no delay in consuming his meal. The fries went first, gone at a nearly super-human pace as he shoved them through his gullet like they were going to get up and walk away: some bits flew and hit Cirno, which she shrugged off. Then came the shake, which he loudly sipped in a way reminicent of an ocean liner burning oil. Finally, came the burger, but before he could stuff it in his mouth he took the moment to reach for the proper condiments to complete it.
>Recklessly grabbing the ketchup, Duke squeezed it prematurely and ended up releasing its contents to his back, shooting her directly in the eye with dangerously pressurized tomato sauce.
>Cirno was back in the present, her hand reaching over her eye patch.
