Thread: It's All Relative (Monster Teeth and Verse)

Steven didn't know why the little laughter came out, but he thought there was something mischievous in her eyes just before the sound bubbled down her lips. He was as modest as any man with the properties to walk up to a woman already seated with another, and ask for a bit of her time, so he dared hope the laughter was for him. With the stroke of his ego came a stroke of his beard with one knuckle, and a sideways smirk. Her remark on speed-dating had been clever. He laughed in turn and felt the tension lighten on his part, settling in more comfortably in the already warm chair. You should try it. A woman like you could pick and choose. Or so I hear. His expression left it up to her whether she believed he had tried it or not. The wink was a good sign. A detective? Is your friend a detective too? he glanced over his shoulder. Ingram was still standing in line to get to the counter. Sounds like exciting work. Steve remarked and nodded while sucking in his lower lip. The blue eyes now noticed the things on the table, and her line of work shed new light on what this meeting must be about. His eyebrows raises slightly, the chair suddenly less comfortable. Am I interrupting police business? I'm sorry. I had no idea. There had been no real damage, he knew. He had seen and heard nothing, but it still felt much more like an inconvenience if they could be solving a crime instead of humoring one of her admirers. I suppose you would rather talk with your friend on this... He checked the closed computer and the equally closed files. case? Ingram smiled to himself, still able to make out what was said during small stretches of silence in the increasing crowd of The Red. Save for the part that wanted to gut Steve with his nails and spread them around Alexandria as a warning for other suitors, he liked the way this man spoke. He dubbed himself a fair judge of what his friend would accept as attractive, and Steve fell within that category, unless he committed some horrible social taboo soon. From their time as student, she had gone home with a lot uglier and a lot worse behaved. The real fault of this Steve was that - he might be so clean that she could consider him boring. By the the time he had assessed this much, it was his turn to order. Despite what he had promised, there was no such thing as her usual, since The Red was known to have a varied menu. One beef and one chicken, so she could chose. The coffee order was easier. The woman at the counter quickly jotted down his items and handed him a small rock with a wire sticking out of it, with the number twenty-three on the other end. This system was new. Looking around, her realized the waitresses must have delivered the wrong food to the wrong table one too many times in order for them to change something so integral. Good solution to a problem that could easily have cost them bad reviews. He huffed with a smile as he took a few steps aside to let the next person in the growing line order. It was his intention to give Steve a fighting chance, but he also needed to mark their table if they wanted to be fed. Looking over, Lexi didn't seem to suffer from the conversation.