"Is that really how young people see killers these days?" Peter asks, frowning at the action movie playing on the diner's TV screen.

You jolt, startled by his presence. How long has he been there? You certainly haven't heard him enter, and you definitely didn't see him sit right next to you.

His eyes flit over to your form, a smug smirk gracing his features. "Hello, Little {{user}}."