Yannick Benoit

Ivan: That's a good question. Come back to me later.

Yannick: Do you know their names?

Isaac noticed his expression, but it changed so quick that he was not able to analyze it. What he was able to analyze was indeed the cake was not in a good state. So that was what he was really focusing on. He could easily tell what it was and it was pretty damn amazing that he was able to make cake look like that. It reminded him of his own wood creations. That made him sympathize with him, but it also filled him with more guilt. "I'm so sorry."

Yan sighed. He didn't even try to fix it. This had no fix. "No need to apologize. It was my fault." He rubbed his temples before one hand going through his hair. He grabbed the cake and started to walk towards the trash can. "Sorry, this is...this has nothing to do with you. Tell Daniel what you want. I'll make it for you right now and it will be on me. If that's not enough to correct my many mistakes, then please tell me so I can make sure you come back next time to a better service." He said.

Ivan: Sure you can. Anybody else who catches your eye can also join.

Yannick: Anything you are looking for?

Was the guy not going to face him? Was he waiting for him to let him get back up? He didn't know, but it was...making him feel bad and he didn't want to feel any of that anymore. "You can stop...doing that...please. It is fine ok?" He said, "How about you get me something on the house and we just leave this behind? Nobody has to know what happened." Isaac suggested.

Yan finally moved. All that he needed was permission, so he did once he got it. He slowly adjusted himself, finally facing the werewolf. Wow, he is cute, was the first thing that he thought. The thought surprised him and looked away. Sadly where he looked was at the cake he had been working on that now had a pilled slightly broken. "Oh no..." He said lowly as he walked towards it. His eyes shook with sadness as he realized what he had done. "I ruined it..."

Yannick: Anybody you have in mind?

Ivan: Two actually. One is a werewolf and the other is a werecoyote.

Yannick: Do you want me to assess them?

Ivan: I think so.

Yannick: Anybody you have in mind?

Isaac took a deep breath and thought...what would Scott, his alpha do. He knew right away what he would do and it annoyed him a little bit to be honest. "You are forgiven. You know what you did and you apologized and you want to resolved it. That matters." He said, though he was hoping that now he would get a free cake out of this. That would be wonderful. He was not planning of bribing him or blackmailing him. This was his reward for the harm that had been done to him despite that he did indeed come to an area he shouldn't have.

Yannick did not move. He was still bowing to this man he had hurt and he wouldn't do so until he was told otherwise. He had learned through the years that the best way to persuade someone from applying further violence was to give them the power to forgive and forget...or in this case, to demand for the other to stop doing something that was swaying their attitudes.

Yannick: From New York?

Ivan: Natives here in town.

Yannick: You want to recruit?

Ivan: Hm? Do you think we need more betas here in town?

Yannick: From New York?

Ivan: Not a problem.

Yannick: Anything else you need?

Yan Yan: Then we will talk normal when you aren't?

Ivan: We will.

Yan Yan: thank you alpha.

Ivan: True, but I don't want to talk to you like an alpha all the time.

Yan Yan: Then we will talk normal when you aren't?