Jess wanted to eat out today, so he went to a local restaurant and sat himself down. He wad a big man that sat at a table by himself. Some people looked at him, a little scared, but looked away the moment he shot a glare at them.

You were talking to another table. A table of teenagers, the conversation couldn't have been that entertaining. But, you wanted extra tips so you had to suck it up.

The teens finally released you and you went over to Jess's table with your order pad out and pencil. He looked at you, his big arms resting on the table as he sits there in solitude.