Elise Wagner (Jul 31, 2010 11:56:50 PM)
*she nods* That's awhile. Guess they liked it here. I mean, I can see why. *she shrugs some, having some more to eat*

Bob Stevens (Jul 31, 2010 11:59:15 PM)
"Well ..." He pauses for a moment before smiling faintly. "Family's been helping one of the bigger families for many generations. You know -the- family. Though the mafia's been quiet for years so... its not really any of my concern. I dunno, all I know if they breed me after a hundred years, so they got something right." Grinning as he eats, most definitely a joke.

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 12:00:25 AM)
*she can't help but smile too before having a few more sips of coffee, nodding to what he says*

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 12:00:51 AM)
*she goes on with her late night breakfast, waiting on the next question for her*

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 12:01:27 AM)
"Hmm ...." A considering look. "Well, the way you say that says that you're from somewhere else. Where abouts and why'd you end up here?"

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 12:05:32 AM)
I grew up in Caddo Parish, up by Shreveport. Came down here around Memorial Day because I got transferred to the office down here. They were having trouble keeping people...*she looks at him with another smirk* I can see why. My caseload here's almost twice what I had up there. *she takes another bite of toast and adds* My parents met down here though. *she shrugs* Guess it's gone full circle kind of. *she looks down to put the toast aside then back at him* Let's see...what do you do in your spare time, Bob?

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 12:07:21 AM)
"Well ... spend a good chunk of the time in gyms, watching footie on the tv, drinking. Sometimes go out but to be honest, I seem to scare most sorts. They see a big guy and leave me the hell alone." He smiles to the waitress as she returns to fill up his coffee. "Pretty boring I guess..."

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 12:09:02 AM)
*she shakes her head some, sliding her mug over for the waitress to give her a warm-up too, to Bob* Sounds like fun. I like going to the gym too. Sports on TV and drinking...not so much. *she shrugs with another small smile*

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 12:10:28 AM)
"Alright, so what do you enjoy then? If you don't enjoy the drinking ... well, I figure its sports or something like that?" Curious really, rare to see a girl who pulls off short hair as well as the one across the table from him does.

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 12:13:49 AM)
It's not that I don't enjoy drinking...I'm just a lightweight. *she grins* But let's see....I like to work out, I like to go to the beach...and I watch a lot of movies. *she shrugs some again*

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 12:16:49 AM)
"I could handle that. And ... well, getting drunk is really expensive if I make the effort. I'm mostly just doing it cause I appreciate the taste these days." Moving to chew on his hotcake consideringly for a moment, chased down with a gulp of coffee. "Hmm... simple tastes though, I like that."

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 12:18:42 AM)
*she nods in agreement* Yeah. I think it's good to appreciate the little things you know? They're easier to get a lot of times...*her head tilts to the side, looking over at the counter before looking at him* I am asking too many questions? i do that sometimes...I think it's from having to question everything at work.

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 12:20:28 AM)
"Well, I did say that you could. And I did ask the last one." Chuckling with that deep gravelly sound of his again. "You don't need to hang around if you want to. I'm probably boring you."

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 12:22:52 AM)
*she shakes her head* You're not. I'm glad you let me join you. I haven't been able to meet many people down here yet. Okay so next question...What's better...*nodding towards his mostly empty plate* the pancakes or the French toast? *she smiles again*

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 12:26:56 AM)
"The french toast..." He leans in a little. "Pancakes are a bit dry." Though its hardly a whisper, with his voice its guaranteed to travel. "Nothing a few lashings of maple syrup won't solve though." Chuckling again, an easy laugh and smile. "Nice to have a young pretty woman to talk to while I have dinner too, I'm definitely not going to complain."

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 12:29:03 AM)
*she smiles again, then finishes her coffee off quickly, putting the mug back down on the table*

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 12:31:56 AM)
"Trying to think what to ask you ..." Musing for a moment, utensils still for a time. "Have to say, its definitely an aim to make you smile more often, suits you."

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 12:33:09 AM)
*she can't help but smile a little again, looking down at the table again* Well, thank you kindly.

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 12:35:18 AM)
"Ahh, the taste of success..." Chuckling as he watches her. "I'm not making you uncomfortable with my flattery am I?"

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 12:35:54 AM)
Not yet. *still smiling some*

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 12:39:53 AM)
"Well... good thing I'm not trying too hard." Chuckling again. "Hmm, do you like tomato?" Motioning to the fried half on his plate. "Not my thing ... and its a pretty shitty question, but there it is." That same dry humor, asking something so ... minor.

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 12:40:59 AM)
*she nods* I do like tomato.

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 12:42:26 AM)
"Then help yourself. Moving to take a fork and turning it in his large hand before sliding the plate closer to her and offering the end of the fork. Its gentlemanly in a way, though definitely not the suit and tie manner.

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 12:43:58 AM)
*she takes the fork* Thank you. *scoops the tomato slice onto her plate before handing his fork back to him, as he'd offered it to her, tines away from him*

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 12:47:17 AM)
A nod to her, accepting it, his hand dwarfing hers, though fingers grazing her own as he takes the fork, moving to cut up his egg and letting the runny yolt melt into his "dry" pancakes. "You're welcome. Now I have someone to eat my tomatos. Good to know. You have any other questions you'd like to ask?"

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 12:48:14 AM)
*she starts on the tomato, cutting it up* What other foods don't you like, Bob?

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 12:50:23 AM)
"Ain't never been much of a fan of silverbeet. Get enough iron from a good steak anyway." Winking to her at the question and watching her as she works upon the tomato. "Alright, I have a question, you know what I look like ... who I might occasionally do a little -legal- work for and yet you're still here talking to me? And seemingly enjoying it. Why?"

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 12:53:00 AM)
*she stops mid-cut and slowly puts the knife and fork down before looking at him, seriously, her voice somewhat quieter than before* Because you are one of the few people from out at the plantation that's actually bothered to talk to me.

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 12:54:30 AM)
"Well to hell with them. I don't see any reason not to enjoy your company. Which for the record, I do." Smiling to her and pausing for a moment at the quiet tone. "I'll just try to make up for their failings, hmm?"

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 12:56:50 AM)
*she smiles and nods* I think you already have. Thank you for being nice. It''s hard only talking to my landlady. She's like 80. *she smiles a little more*

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 12:59:11 AM)
"Talking about her boys and how the weather is making her joints ache?" A bemused touch to his lips before moving to finish off the last of his waffles, rolling them around the juices and other things that have been left on his plate. Waste not, want not. "I'll bet. And I've already made up for them? Your standards are too low I think Elise to say that."

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 1:02:46 AM)
I don't think so. The gesture more than makes up for it. That and I can't hear anymore stories about her kids, the weather and her joints or her secret family recipe for weiner schnitzel...which I think she got out of the Joy of Cooking cookbook. *she smirks again, having a few bites of the tomato and the last of her omlette*

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 1:04:53 AM)
A tilt of his head then at the last. "Don't tell me you can cook too?" Is this gal perfect or something? And noone's even talked to her? Jesus, guys need to try harder or look past the end of their noses ... or something.

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 1:05:52 AM)
I'm learning...she is helping me with that at least. Part of why I put up with the complaining and stories, I guess.

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 1:08:10 AM)
"Well, I guess shes the right sort to learn from. Lost art that really." He smiles faintly. "I would say I can cook, but its a lie really, I know how to cook up simple grub but nothing to fancy. Boys got to eat ..." Moving to lift his cup and gulping the cooling contents down, was that his second or third cup? Yes, definitely a way to this 'boys' heart.

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 1:09:06 AM)
*she nods* Of course. What can you cook? Maybe they're things I could learn too...

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 1:11:57 AM)
"Well, I can do a good steak and by that ... I mean, its actually -good-." Chuckling, that sound becoming more familiar to her by now. "The odd gumbo, traditional vege soup. Basically throwing things together. It tastes good, doesn't necessarily look too good. Can't really do anything fancy but well ... fancy is expensive and with the amount I need to eat? Not the smartest of ideas."

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 1:13:40 AM)
Mm..those all sound good. But you know I think it's like earlier. Simple things might be the best ones you know? Those are all like comfort food and if they're easy...so much the better.

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 1:14:59 AM)
"Well, a good vege soup takes a few days if you want to soak the meat and the like to go with it, but yeah ... its not exactly -hard-." Shrugging a little. "I'll happily teach you but well ... then I'm all out of things to offer."

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 1:16:13 AM)
Well I'd appreciate learning. I could try to teach you the ones I know, too. *shrugging her shoulders* If you want.

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 1:18:23 AM)
He quirks an eyebrow before smiling faintly. "You're honestly asking me if I'd turn down the chance to hang out with you? Seriously? You don't need to ask ..."

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 1:20:54 AM)
*she smiles to him again* Well good. When's the first lesson? And who's teaching?

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 1:23:18 AM)
"Well, it'd have to me I guess. And well, whenever you'd like I suppose. We could go now, if you can handle the thought of cooking and food after that tomato you just ate." Another dry joke, involving one of his pet hates.

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 1:25:56 AM)
I don't think I could do it tonight...I usually get up early to take Mrs. Sepko to the store on Sundays. I won't hear the end of it if I'm late. *she smiles some* But maybe tomorrow afternoon? Or tomorrow night? I could get the stuff we need at the store and bring it with me?

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 1:28:01 AM)
He nods a little. "Whatever you'd like to do. If you've had enough of me for the day, I can completely understand." Chuckling in a relaxed fashion. "Help Mrs Sepko all you like."

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 1:28:48 AM)
It's not you. Honest...Just going to have to get some sleep.

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 1:47:31 AM)
He looks thoughtful for a moment. "You have a pen?" Moving to reach for one of those low tech napkin dispensers and pulling one out. Waiting for a pen before moving to write if she offers the pen. Bob, then his number. "That'll get my work mobile. You'll get me anytime. Though with my projects and all I can't guarantee I'll always be free. Though I do my best."

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 1:48:35 AM)
I don't have a pen....*she reaches in the pocket of her shorts though and pulls out her phone, punching the number he gives her in instead, nodding to what he says* Do you have your phone? I can give you mine?

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 1:50:15 AM)
"Yeah ... one second..." Moving to adjust in his seat, and his legs and knees move between hers, inadvertantly pressing against them for a time as he struggles to get it out. "Shit ... oh ... there we go." Pulling it out in triumph.

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 1:50:52 AM)
*she looks off to the side a minute, then back at him, giving her number when he's set*

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 1:52:57 AM)
"065 ..." Murmuring as he presses the buttons, with those large fingers shes might be impressed by how he never hits the wrong pad. "Okay, Elise. Entered. Look, one question ... I must be quite a bit older than you, why ... are you so happy to hang out with someone my age?"

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 1:55:08 AM)
Why not, Bob? It's just a number. Am I too young for you or something?

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 1:56:16 AM)
Think I won't get your allusions to TV shows and such?

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 1:56:52 AM)
"No. I didn't say that ... didn't say that at all." A pause then, as though her words are catching up to him and the phone mucking around is paused and this time it slips into his shirt pocket. "I won't talk about the A-team too much, don't you worry. But ... too young for me?" This roguish smile at her.

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 1:58:10 AM)
*she gives a sideways smile and a shrug before reaching into her other pocket, putting her keys on the table and taking out some money for her bill*

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 1:59:12 AM)
A hand comes out, moving to rest upon hers, not gripping it but stopping her. "Forget about that. I'll get it, you have to get going ... and you're bringing the ingredients for the meal."

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 2:00:01 AM)
*she looks at his hand on hers a moment before looking at him again* I am if you tell me what we need. *with a small smirk*

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 2:01:23 AM)
"I'll send you a text tonight, all the ingredients for a good gumbo." Wow, his hand really does dwarf hers. Thinking perhaps it was too much, he moves to take it off, settling it to the side lamely, next to hers. "Deal?"

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 2:02:45 AM)
*she nods* Deal. *another smile as she slides out of the booth, sliding her money and phone back in her pocket* See you tomorrow, then, Bob.

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 2:04:01 AM)
"Tomorrow. Give me a bell if things don't work out or if we need to make a raincheck." Moving to slip out of the booth as she gets out, a touch of old style honor? "It was good to meet you. Made the otherwise waste of my time visit to the plantation ... not so much ... of one."

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 2:06:03 AM)
*she nods and looks up at him, odd for a girl of almost 6 feet herself most times, and smiles again* Good night, Bob. *and she turns and walks out of the diner* (ok, K. night night! let me know when you might be around? ok?)

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 2:06:43 AM)
(the next two days i have work, but i'll be on mornings like 6am - about 10am?)

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 2:06:56 AM)
(your time? you mean?)

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 2:07:06 AM)
(yeah, my time, so 12 hours from now)

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 2:07:43 AM)
(ok. tomorrow might not work...have a party in the afternoon...and monday work *shrug* maybe Tuesday, unless we luck out tomorrow if i get home early...)

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 2:08:42 AM)
(umm okay. Wednesday i just have tech, but won't be on in the morning. But will be on after tech. Thursday is just tech and friday is work in the afternoon)

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 2:08:50 AM)
(then the weekend is free)

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 2:09:24 AM)
(well there's always that then if nothing works out sooner. i'll look for you on skype! *hugs* night!)

Bob Stevens (Aug 1, 2010 2:10:18 AM)
(night! remember to load it =P )

Elise Wagner (Aug 1, 2010 2:10:28 AM)
( i will! )

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