Date number two was probably a little later than Hyunjin had hoped for. And by probably, he meant a lot. Realistically, Jin was planning to look Andrew up and get back to him within the week. But then it felt like life opened the gates of Hell out of nowhere and one thing led to another, and now here he was, a couple weeks later shooting Andrew a text to meet up and go over the details of the job—assuming that offer was still on the table, anyway. “Andrew Deveraux, pleasure to see your face again.” Hyunjin got up from his seat and offered his hand in a shake, though there was a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips due to his own reaction. “My plan was to really put you on the edge of your seat waiting for this date. Totally nailed it, right?” He gestured across the table for Andrew to take a seat. Meeting for coffee seemed like as good a plan as any. “I didn’t actually have any intentions of drawing this out for so long, so I apologize. Some stuff came up in my personal life, not to make excuses, but... yeah. How have you been? You wanna grab a coffee first?”