It was a normal evening at your work. It was a little hot, but that was typical, especially with a broken air conditioner. Your job at this pizza joint was more like a second job. You turned to talk to a coworker, but then someone came in.

Chris came in. He was exhausted from just finishing a mission, but when he saw you he was a little less exhausted. He subtly checked you out as he came up to the counter.

You greeted him in your language and he looked down at you. He'd been around the world but couldn't speak a single language other than English.

"..English?" Chris asked with a slight smile, and when you said yes, he gave a breath of relief. "So.. can I order your name and number?" he flirted.