Post by Wyziner on Jan 27, 2011 18:35:18 GMT -5
Raj sits on a stool, looking at a wall covered in alcohol in the bar of the Avalon Hotel in Beverly Hills. He is wearing a white morning suite, and a blue shirt. It's early, there is a crisp breeze flowing and the sun is mild. Raja is drinking a glass of orange juice, his gold watch glints in the sun as he checks the time. He sits waiting for Alexandra, who is doing some early morning shopping on Rodeo Drive. A lovely blonde women is sitting at a table with a male friend, and she has been staring at Raj for the last half hour.
Raj stops one of the waiters, and ask what shes drinking. He buy's her another drink and sends her his room number. A few seconds past, and the waiter delivers the drink, the young lady glances at Raj again and smiles. Her male friend looks at Raj and a frown melts over his face, He stands up and approaches Raj at the bar. Raj turns to him, and the man throws the crumpled napkin with the room number on it at Raj.
"Hey guy, you trying to flirt with my lady-friend. Aye."
He's Canadian.
"No mister, you have it all wrong, I gave her that for your mother, she's a lovely girl."
"Look here friend, I'll kick your damn-shit ass-hole."
"Baby leave him alone, he's smaller then you."
"No, this fucking guy's a piece work."
The young man's face is red with fury, He's about six-three, two-hundred pounds. He is now small man, probably in the logging industry. And most importantly, he's pissed with Raj. In his rage he knocks over Raja's orange juice, it spills, soaking his white suit. Abruptly, the man grabs Raj by the lapel and lifts him of his seat.
"Keith, leave him alone!"
Raj grabs the man by the hand, and a loud popping and cracking sound is heard. The man lets go, crumples to his knees and whimpers. Raj tightens his grip.
"Keith, is it?"
"..."
"I know five thousand way's to kill a man, and right now I'd say you're pretty vulnerable."
"..."
"Everyone here saw you assault me, I could end you right now, and nobody would have shit to say."
"..."
"So lets save ourselves a lot grief shall we, you go over there and finish your drink, have a talk with lady-friend, give her some money for cocktails this evening, and I'll have her back by mid-night. I'll go back over here and buy another orange-juice at your expense, and send you the bill for my dry-cleaning. Dose that sound square?"
He Nods, and Raj let's him go, and returns to the counter. Just then Alexandra can be spotted entering the bar.
TBC: Alex
Raj stops one of the waiters, and ask what shes drinking. He buy's her another drink and sends her his room number. A few seconds past, and the waiter delivers the drink, the young lady glances at Raj again and smiles. Her male friend looks at Raj and a frown melts over his face, He stands up and approaches Raj at the bar. Raj turns to him, and the man throws the crumpled napkin with the room number on it at Raj.
"Hey guy, you trying to flirt with my lady-friend. Aye."
He's Canadian.
"No mister, you have it all wrong, I gave her that for your mother, she's a lovely girl."
"Look here friend, I'll kick your damn-shit ass-hole."
"Baby leave him alone, he's smaller then you."
"No, this fucking guy's a piece work."
The young man's face is red with fury, He's about six-three, two-hundred pounds. He is now small man, probably in the logging industry. And most importantly, he's pissed with Raj. In his rage he knocks over Raja's orange juice, it spills, soaking his white suit. Abruptly, the man grabs Raj by the lapel and lifts him of his seat.
"Keith, leave him alone!"
Raj grabs the man by the hand, and a loud popping and cracking sound is heard. The man lets go, crumples to his knees and whimpers. Raj tightens his grip.
"Keith, is it?"
"..."
"I know five thousand way's to kill a man, and right now I'd say you're pretty vulnerable."
"..."
"Everyone here saw you assault me, I could end you right now, and nobody would have shit to say."
"..."
"So lets save ourselves a lot grief shall we, you go over there and finish your drink, have a talk with lady-friend, give her some money for cocktails this evening, and I'll have her back by mid-night. I'll go back over here and buy another orange-juice at your expense, and send you the bill for my dry-cleaning. Dose that sound square?"
He Nods, and Raj let's him go, and returns to the counter. Just then Alexandra can be spotted entering the bar.
TBC: Alex
