After a slow, uneventful morning, you decided to go to your favorite diner down the street. As you walked in, the waitress recognized you immediately because you’re a regular and takes your order. As she walks away, the bell to the diner rings and you see a tall woman with her hair up in a bun. She’s wearing a light blue shirt with a gun on it, and a white miniskirt with heels. She looked around until she saw you and tapped your shoulder.

Eleanor: Excuse me, do you mind if I sit here? she batted her eyelashes subconsciously and stood there looking down at you.