(step)mom?

In The Diner
He isn't a rude one so when you decide to step over to his table the menu is set down and his hands are folded and resting on said enu.
An amused smile on his lips that makes that twinkle in his eyes.
No worries Miss, *he chuckles* and where were you trying to place me? I am a rather large guy so be careful where you place me.
He laughs at his bad comeback, but hey.

out

emerges from the shadows

In The Diner
You are playing it cool. She can respect that. You also seem a little amused. She knows what men can be like and the power the world gives them. She really should just continue on to her table. But she doesn't yet

"Sorry"

It's rude to stare. She's sure you want your privacy

"I was trying to place you."

In The Diner
You ate playing it cool. She can respect that. You also seem a little amused. She knows what men can be like and the power the world gives them. She really should just continue on to her table. But she doesn't yet

"Sorry"

It's rude to stare. She's sure you want your privacy

"I was trying to place you."

Couch1 has started a new game with the following players:
Couch1

" S T A R T G A M E : t r u e "{ " g a m e I d " : " 1 7 2 0 6 6 5 8 2 4 " , " p l a y e r L i s t " : [ " c o u c h 1 " ] , " r o l l N u m b e r " : 0 , " c u r r e n t P l a y e r " : 0 , " d i c e " : { " f a c e s " : [ 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 ] , " r e r o l l " : [ t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e ] } , " s c o r e 0 " : { " 1 " : n u l l , " 2 " : n u l l , " 3 " : n u l l , " 4 " : n u l l , " 5 " : n u l l , " 6 " : n u l l , " p l a y e r " : n u l l , " u p _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " b o n u s " : n u l l , " 3 k " : n u l l , " 4 k " : n u l l , " s s " : n u l l , " l s " : n u l l , " f h " : n u l l , " y a h _ t o k e n " : n u l l , " y " : n u l l , " c " : n u l l , " y a h _ b o n u s " : 0 , " b o t _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " g _ t o t a l " : n u l l } , " o w n e r " : " c o u c h 1 " , " s t a t u s " : " r e a d y " , " r o u n d " : 0 , " l a s t P o s t " : 1 7 2 0 6 6 5 8 2 4 }

In The Diner
The sound of the bells chiming as the door opens has him looking up from the menu, a smile and dip of his head in greeting to you if you look his way.
His eyes lower to the menu and then when the young lady returns with his coke he thanks her and goes back to looking things over.
He can feel your eyes on him, you are seeing if you can place him.
He simply smiles and if comes to you great and if not even better, tonight he is just Kin, not Kinsley.

Couch1 has started a new game with the following players:
Couch1

" S T A R T G A M E : t r u e "{ " g a m e I d " : " 1 7 2 0 6 6 5 4 2 6 " , " p l a y e r L i s t " : [ " c o u c h 1 " ] , " r o l l N u m b e r " : 0 , " c u r r e n t P l a y e r " : 0 , " d i c e " : { " f a c e s " : [ 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 ] , " r e r o l l " : [ t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e ] } , " s c o r e 0 " : { " 1 " : n u l l , " 2 " : n u l l , " 3 " : n u l l , " 4 " : n u l l , " 5 " : n u l l , " 6 " : n u l l , " p l a y e r " : n u l l , " u p _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " b o n u s " : n u l l , " 3 k " : n u l l , " 4 k " : n u l l , " s s " : n u l l , " l s " : n u l l , " f h " : n u l l , " y a h _ t o k e n " : n u l l , " y " : n u l l , " c " : n u l l , " y a h _ b o n u s " : 0 , " b o t _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " g _ t o t a l " : n u l l } , " o w n e r " : " c o u c h 1 " , " s t a t u s " : " r e a d y " , " r o u n d " : 0 , " l a s t P o s t " : 1 7 2 0 6 6 5 4 2 6 }

So… foggy… I find that I’m haunted by this song…and keep playing it

My goal now is when I leave here that people remember me” as cool as heck…cool as heck”

TDT

taking discussion there

(MSG)

In The Diner
Alice steps inside. Her boots can be heard against the floorboards. She seems in a good enough mood. A small smile on her lips. She starts to head towards a table in the back. Her eyes move over Kinsey. She pauses for a second. Like she's struggling to place him. There is some recognition there.

In The Diner
Kinsley, new to Atlanta, laying low for now, fighting a little burn out.
Tugging the door open he strolls inside and is greeted by one of the girls and is shown to a booth, once there is asked what he would like to drink, and he orders an American favorite, a coke please he says in that thick London accent of his.

The young lady leaves him with a menu and a smile as she goes to get his coke.

tonight's cells scheduled for their weekly shower line up, and are marched to the shower room
most hold their shifts
they'll take this opportunity to wring out the tattered foul garments

oksss you stay cool...sleep well night night byeeesss

Bye