All is for the best;

"Can I get another?" Gabe asks. He didn't much like social situations but he needed some fresh blood. This seemed like a good place to scout out.

He hasn't had much luck tonight, he definitely had a type when it came to victims.

But suddenly one number catches his eyes and he looks away quickly, an awkward smile on his lips as he looks down at his drink.

"Thank you!" He tells her. He nods, appreciating the food. He smiles at her.

“Of course.”

She looked around, everyone seemed occupied to her delight. She liked to keep busy, but when she found a good catch, she liked to give them all of her attention. Shen he spoke then, she lifted her brows.

“I think I got about a...half hour left...thank god.”

She reached her arms up and stretched them, letting out a long sigh. 

"Can I get another?" Gabe asks. He didn't much like social situations but he needed some fresh blood. This seemed like a good place to scout out.

He hasn't had much luck tonight, he definitely had a type when it came to victims.

But suddenly one number catches his eyes and he looks away quickly, an awkward smile on his lips as he looks down at his drink.

"I'll be here." He says awkwardly. But he smiles at her before he lifts his drink again. He busies himself until she comes back and he smiles again.

“It always does. I feel like our shabby food tastes better than anything I can make.”

She shrugged, closing her eyes and giving the air a comical sniff before soon enough, two plates slid through the window.

“Wow, in quick time.”

She took the plats and placed them in front of him.’

“Bon apetit.”

"Can I get another?" Gabe asks. He didn't much like social situations but he needed some fresh blood. This seemed like a good place to scout out.

He hasn't had much luck tonight, he definitely had a type when it came to victims.

But suddenly one number catches his eyes and he looks away quickly, an awkward smile on his lips as he looks down at his drink.

He returns the smile.

She picked up a notepad and wrote it down, ripping one of the pieces of paper of the pad and turning around, sliding it into a small window behind her that led into the kitchen.

When she turned around she spoke.

“Naomi. More than a pleasure, Gabe.”

She gave him a short laugh, but it was an accident. She did that when she was nervous.

"Can I get another?" Gabe asks. He didn't much like social situations but he needed some fresh blood. This seemed like a good place to scout out.

He hasn't had much luck tonight, he definitely had a type when it came to victims.

But suddenly one number catches his eyes and he looks away quickly, an awkward smile on his lips as he looks down at his drink.

"No, not really. Moved here a few months ago. I'm a bit of a... hermit, I guess." He admits. He squints at the menu.

“Hey, if I didn’t have this job, I’d never see the light of day. So I totally understand.”

She nodded, leaning over the bar to look at the choices, which she had embarrassingly become familiar with. This was basically the only place she ate at.

“All out things may come in smaller portions, but I usually devour those buffalo wings. I’d definitely give those suckers a try, but the Kalbi rib tenderloins are good to, meat comes right off the bone.”

"Can I get another?" Gabe asks. He didn't much like social situations but he needed some fresh blood. This seemed like a good place to scout out.

He hasn't had much luck tonight, he definitely had a type when it came to victims.

But suddenly one number catches his eyes and he looks away quickly, an awkward smile on his lips as he looks down at his drink.

Her smile was genuine, it was her job to treat every man like this, more business for her and the whole establishment. She turned her back to pour him another drink, diligent as she did, she was good at her job.

She turned around and set the glass in front of him, her head slightly tilted up, trying to read him. Weird guy, but cute nonetheless. She pulled her hand away and rested her hands on the counter.

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