> She winks at him, "I'm glad they did. I'm getting hungry and something > is > smelling awefully good." She can't help but run a trained eye across > the room, > scouting for potential trouble. There are only average-looking people out having a good time. The place doesn't seem to cater to the rougher crowd. > > The place is busy, but not overly crowded. It's much larger than it > > > > looked from the outside. A smiling waitress in a rather fetching red > > > > blouse and a denim miniskirt escorts you to a table. She takes your > > > > drink order and leaves menus. > > > "How hungry are you?" Kelly says. The music is somewhat quieter in > > this > > part of the building, so you can have a normal conversation. > > "I'm growing hungrier by the minute....Ohh that barbeque smells just > heavenly. > Doesn't it?" April grins at him and raises her eyebrows for emphasis. > "So you > want place a bet who's going to be the first to throw a punch tonight > in this > room?" Kelly grins. "It won't be me. And I think I will try some of their southern fare. It's spicy, so tread carefully." JR
