Satisfaction part3
One of his friends followed his glance. “You really think you could take
something like that on, don’t you?” he said.
“You know it,” Gren replied. His friend didn’t say the obvious–if Gren
was so confident, why hadn’t he approached her before? That’d be obvious to
most people, too; Gren was probably one of the tallest people in the restaurant
and she still had a full foot on him.
What the hell. You never know what you’re gonna get until you try, right?
Gren walked over to her, opening conservatively. “I couldn’t help but notice
you’ve been alone all evening.” She looked up, startled. Maybe. “I just
thought maybe you could use somebody to… talk to.”
“Possibly,” she replied, her eyes wandering across him in a decidedly
uncasual way. Her voice was soft, warm, not intimidating at all, and Gren
dropped into the seat next to her.
Her name was Sheila, she told him, and no, he hadn’t seen her here before.
She was just passing through, here to try to make a sale to some local
…End of the part3. To be continued..