Post by Alex Stall on Feb 17, 2007 2:29:08 GMT -5
The lights of the bar shine out over the parking lot, showing a few parked cars, but proving it isn't really busy. The day is still early, nearing 7 pm when a silver 2005 Nissan Skyline pulls into the parking lot and is shut off. Alex Stall steps out of the car, wearing a pair of nice blue jeans, a red t-shirt saying GHW Revelation General Manager! in black text. He wears a black button down shirt over it, it unbottoned and fitting around him loosely. He throws his hat into the car and pushes his Oakley sunglasses up his nose a bit, back into place. He closes the car door and hits the lock button. The car flashes its lights and beeps as Alex walks into the bar. He finds himself a booth that is more secluded, not wanting anyone to disturb his night. The waitress walks up and smiles at him.
Waitress: What can I get you Alex? The usual?
Alex: I'll just have a Killian's for right now, I'm waiting for someone.
Waitress: New lady friend I see, first date in a dump like this? you must really like her to bring her to your favorite spot. I'll get you your drink honey.
Alex: Thanks.
Alex leans back in his seat, relaxing while waiting for his drink and Amy. He stretches his bad leg out a bit and feels a slight pain in it still. He smiles to the waitress as she brings him his beer and he takes a drink. He pulls out a cigarette and a lighter and lights the cigarette, taking a long drag, starting to feel nervous about the night.
Waitress: What can I get you Alex? The usual?
Alex: I'll just have a Killian's for right now, I'm waiting for someone.
Waitress: New lady friend I see, first date in a dump like this? you must really like her to bring her to your favorite spot. I'll get you your drink honey.
Alex: Thanks.
Alex leans back in his seat, relaxing while waiting for his drink and Amy. He stretches his bad leg out a bit and feels a slight pain in it still. He smiles to the waitress as she brings him his beer and he takes a drink. He pulls out a cigarette and a lighter and lights the cigarette, taking a long drag, starting to feel nervous about the night.
