Last night while I was working I was thinking an important part about Minea. What does the Diner mean to Minea and what does Minea mean to the Diner? I asked my self over and over these two key questions trying to find an answer and a way to properly convey it through story. An idea sprung on me and I played my idea out in my head over and over again to see if it would work. When I felt like crying my self, I knew I had the right answer. With all hope, I'll be able to convey my thoughts to my writing properly.