Chance in a Coffee Shop

Dianno

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The Coffee Shop was a jumble of noise as Dale sat down at the bar.
"The usual?" asked the young waitress behind the polished counter.
The usual was an extra large mocca, with a hint of chocolate around it. Coupled with a shot of Tia Maria, the aroma it produced always picked up Dale's spirts. As did Alana Bayen, that young waitress who invariably served him.
"Yeah, the usual," he replied, taking in Alana as had done since her first day in the shop a few weeks ago. She was quite short, around 5 foot 1, and her body was more tomboyish than anything else. her breasts looked like they had stopped growing the second puberty started. But not her nipples. Just like her short hair, they stuck out proudly, as if to say look here, if you want them, here they are.
The first time Dale saw here, she was bent ver at one of the fridge units and her uniform trousers were straining to hold her firm ass in place. For some reason he took an instant shine to her. It helped she was doing Economics at the local University, a subject that Dale had passed with flying colours three years ago.
"Dale!" A voice drifted over from the entrance. As he looked around, Dale saw the tall and lithe figure of Jessica Pearl darted through the tables towards him. The Head of the Finance Department looked good in a crisp black number, contrasting well with the cream blouse she had chosen.
'Didn't the Joan Collins look die out in the 80's?' thought Dale, although even he had to admit she wore it well. 'I wonder what she wants?'
 
Frank

ooc: you didnt indicate which character you are-

If you need a "Dale" Id like to volunteer
 
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OOC

Nope, I didn't That'll be why I've got a great big 'never posted much before' sign by my name.

I was planning on taking Dale myself. Here's the bit I missed.

Dale Christen is a young executive of one of the major banks in the financial district of the Capital. Clean living, single and successful, the time he dedicates to his job means that his social life leaves a lit to be desired.
 
Destiny, sure no problem. Just waiting on someone for Jessica and anyone who wants to pitch in as characters not started yet and we can get going.
 
can I pleaseeee.

I"d like to play the part of Dale's fun lovig friend who's always trying to get him to lighten up for pete's sake. post me pm or OO:C and I'' jump in or move on.
 
OOC:
Afternooner, just pitch in with a character description and assume you're with Jessica. No takers for her so she might as well dissappear into history and Dale's friend take over!. Work it how you like, and get the ball rolling.
 
Rick finally getting it together

OOC: my name is Rick I"m 5'8" rather stocky short blond hair blue eyes. A fun loving kind of guy who doesn't take life too seriously. I work with Dale and tease him a lot about being too uptight.


IC: I waltz into the coffee shop behind Jessica watching her sweet ass do i'ts thing wondering if I should catch up and enjoy the conversatio or stay behind and enjoy the view.

She rounds the corner and disappears maybe she'll show up later I think. Looking ahead I see Dale staring at that waitress with that lonely dog look in his eye. I mean he's a great friend, would do anything for me but jeeze, why don't he get real and ask the lady out.

I sit down beside him order coffee and ask him a little too loudly Did you get any last nite?

He's embarrassed of course and tries to shush me up and taking pity on him lower my voice. Hows it going buddy, I just followed that tall sexy Jessica in but she seems to have dissapeared boy I'd like to get in her pants!

"Enough about me, whats new?" I add taking a big swallow of coffee.
 
"Have a look at this." I threw down the letter from the Personnel section of the bank. "They've worked out that I've got a week's holiday due to me, and a week to take them in."

Sure as anything Rick is now going to convince me this is a good thing. He'll mention Im at the end of a project, and that i need to get out, go away and "meet people." He never changes.

"More important things at hand though," as I wave to the chair next to me. "Alana, can I have another coffee over here?"
 
Rick

Dale tells me about his forced vacation, acting like it's a bad thing. I tell him what a lucky stiff he is, adding that he needs to relax and here's his chance. As Alano comes over with more coffe I nudge him and giving him a wink as she smiles and leaves, whisper I bet this doll would jump at the chance to spend some time with you up at the cabin.

he gives me a disgusted stare but then his eyes light up. "Do you really think she would" he ventures his voice trailing off.

"Well, you don't know till you try buddy. Here she comes back again, start out with just a walk in the park when she gets off, gotta take it slow with girls like her.



OOC: We could use a Jessica or another woman part Maybe a friend of Alana's. Whatever suits you ok?
 
Alana heard her name called and tossed a glance in the direction of the voice. Immediately her smile brightened as he waved his glass a little indicating he wanted a drink. I picked up the pitcher and made my way in the direction of the two gentleman. Dale came in here everyday, he was kinda cute too, and I think he likes me a little bit. Not too many men looked at her in any way accept casual interest.

"Whatever you say sir."

I smiled giving him a quick wink as I poured the liquid into his waiting glass.

"Call me if you need anything..."

I gave him a short wave, and a smile at his buddy Rick looked in my direction before heading back to the counter quickly bouncing a little as I went.
 
"Er... Alana?"

She glanced back, and that raised eyebrow again. And here's me. Having presented to countless executives, to packed board meetings, and I'm al tougne tied over a girl. Is Rick right? Should I make a move? Well, I'm not doing anything else this weekend. Lets make a move.

"What time are you finishing today?"
 
I heard him call my name and turned around immediately raising a brow at his tentiveness. What was wrong... He half smiled and asked me what time I got off. All these weeks and at last he showed some obvious interest. I was ecstatic, it was all I could do to keep jumping out of my uniform. (figuratively ;) ) I smiled,

"At 6 tonight sir."

I smiled brightly, but other than that I contained myself fairly well I thought.

"Why sir?"
 
A glance at my watch shows ten to six. I'm blushing, I can tell, I thought. But thanks to Rick I can't really back out now, can I? Nope.

"Just wondering... I've left my season ticket at home and going to have to walk home, probably through the park. Aren't you staying over that side of town?"
 
bumping looking for qa bite

OOC: just bumping up this thread to get some readers and possible players.

needed: one amicable girl could be friend of Alanas to be included as date for Rick, friend of Dales.

We're a couple of well off singles lookimg for some weekend fun (at least Rick is )

thor 30, sometimes it a bit rough getting your first thread started I haven't been much help am involved in another quite heavy thread and I feel like a third wheel here. hope something happens soon.
 
Alana saw his flush and felt one of her own coming over her features as she nodded a bit.

"yeah, I'm in the Briarwood Oaks Apartment building..."

She paused a minute her fingers fidgeting with the bottom edge of her skirt a little as her other hands thumb rubbed a little on the top of the coffee pot.
 
Dale

Dale's body tightened, just as it did whenever he was in the middle of putting together a financial deal together. Then the little fidgeting usually meant the client was wanting to pounce on the deal and sign there and then. Was this any different?
Which meant it was time to play hardball. She's gonna bite or not bite now. But why am I risking it? Probably because I don't want to loose or get only half way. Or maybe I just want her to give out so many signals that there's no doubt.
"That's a good distance from me. Probably a bit out of your way..."
 
She waited her lips pressed together as she watched his eyes shift back and forth a little before finally asking it. She knew he was debating in his mind, probobally nervous if she'd accept but possibly deciding wether he wanted to ask or not.... Hopefully the first.

She shook her head immediately at his response,

"I love a nice walk, if that's what you're offering... I wouldn't mind at all."

I still wasn't sure, he hadn't directly asked and I sat the coffee pot down on the counter that was only a foot or so from me and walked back towards him.

"Is that what you're offering?"
 
afternooner is GONE for good

OOC: Excuse me to intrude....

All of a sudden, Afternooner has told me today he will not write on the internet anymore... to dedicate himself to his RL family.
I asked him to warn everyone he's been co-writing with and he hasn't done so.
If this sad news hurts you, please know that I share your pain. I've been crying over it ever since he told me.
 
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