Twilight-Diner

Leprechaun of dark magic narrates this unusual event-portrait of a chance-exchange at a space-age diner yielding a superstition about sports-card interest distance(s).

An offbeat capitalism superstition tale inspired by Twilight Zone: The Movie (John Lithgow). Thanks so much for reading,

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I'm a leprechaun from the underworld, and boy, do I have a tale for you about the nature of commerce-life Ego on Earth which would draw even Martian interest(s). Follow along (ha).

This tale concerns a special 'space-age' diner in the Western-world (United States) in which a special 'regular' customer (Amlan Satan) visits for his monthly cherished plate of seafood-macaroni and butterscotch milkshake while displaying/boasting some of his 'magical' sports-market/treasures, football/baseball cards just about any Earthling of capitalism journalist would find quite the modern diamond (wow).

AMLAN SATAN: I visit the diner quite monthly, and I consider my shares of sports-cards social-media worthy for US-capitalism.

The waitress in the space-diner that Mr. Satan visits, Ezzy, is quite a lovely-lady and had experience working in a fine establishment in New England before beginning work in this theme-eatery and became Satan's favorite divine hospitality girl, and he'd keep promising her that one of his magic-cards would belong to her son...if they got married (hmm).

EZZY: Well, Amlan, Earth-prince of this diner, I suppose I'd really love that Olympics-Topps card with cover you showed me!

AMLAN: Not only will it belong to you, Esmerelda...but I promise you'll learn something 'extra-credit' about US-strategy.

What did Esmerelda ('Ezzy') know about the magic of Mr. Satan's offbeat and undiscovered sports-market/media 'diamonds' like the Olympics-Topps treasure she was promised would (someday!) belong to her darling-boy/son? However, the regular visits to the space-age diner by Amlan Satan, great Earth-prince of capitalism collections 'chess' and new darling of diner-waitress Ezzy, reassured Ezzy that this intersection between their lives would yield something more 'treasured' than simply delicious eat(s).

AMLAN SATAN: There's a metaphysics-chess intersection now between capitalism boasts and diner-magic, thanks to Ezzy.

EZZY: I wonder if it'll be a pot-pie dish that moves Satan to finally gift me that Olympics-Topps magic-diamond (for my son).

One year later, Amlan Satan vanished. He never visited the space-age diner anymore, and Esmerelda was heartbroken. What happened to him? No one knew. What we did learn for Ezzy was that this humility taught her that any 'incidental' magic in capitalism event created in intersecting lives, promising 'unusual' fortune, should never be considered an Earth-guarantee. At the very least, she did learn one thing --- how to 'eye' the right football/baseball cards (for the 'ends' of the Freudian Ego).

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)