[He makes mental notes as he goes. He doesn't know if other escorts do this or if it just comes easy to them to have everybody figured out right away. She struggles through her words and he doesn't think much of it until she gives up and the lack makes it all the more obvious.
They ask for her ID and he's just as surprised. She's got a baby face, yes, but she'd have to be old enough to drink if she was old enough to request his services-- if not, he'd be walking out right now. But, he guesses a waiter wouldn't know that.
He reads the name. It rings nicely, Ryder Mae, but he tries not to get too caught up on that when she's suffering one hell of a rough start. He kind of fails when her outburst makes him laugh.]
Hey, it's okay. [He smothers any grin that tries to form in exchange for something more sympathetic.] You're not gonna offend me. Why don't I help? You tell me what you're in the mood for and I'll point out what's the closest. I cook in my spare time, so, I'm at least a little familiar with the names of things.
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They ask for her ID and he's just as surprised. She's got a baby face, yes, but she'd have to be old enough to drink if she was old enough to request his services-- if not, he'd be walking out right now. But, he guesses a waiter wouldn't know that.
He reads the name. It rings nicely, Ryder Mae, but he tries not to get too caught up on that when she's suffering one hell of a rough start. He kind of fails when her outburst makes him laugh.]
Hey, it's okay. [He smothers any grin that tries to form in exchange for something more sympathetic.] You're not gonna offend me. Why don't I help? You tell me what you're in the mood for and I'll point out what's the closest. I cook in my spare time, so, I'm at least a little familiar with the names of things.