07-17-2015, 05:11 AM
Aviv Sat down in the booth, smiling at the waitress as he would anyone else.
"What'll it be boys?" She asked, sounding a bit exasperated as she looked at Aviv, "Honey...smile at me all you want, you ain't getting a thing from me other than what this place serves."
Aviv looked confused, his brow furrowed he looked over at Ezra, "what else could I want?" He asked, thilting his head to the side, the waitress raising a single eyebrow before turning to Ezra, pen poised over the pad of paper in her hand.
((Sorry for it taking so long. Life got busy))
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