Yzze walked into the restaurant and headed for a table near the door. Normally, she'd take one in the back, but she didn't want to be here that long. Being by the door let her escape faster.
She waved over a waitress and placed an order for a steak with whatever the vegetables of the day were to eat now. She let the waitress go and flagged over the other person she needed to put in an order for her apartment. She needed a little bit of everything. Her cupboard was so bare that it needed a sensory warning.
Once her meal arrived, she dug into it like she was starving. That made her think that she couldn't remember when she'd eaten last. Needless to say, the meal disappeared fast.
She considered her empty plate then ordered another one. She really needed to eat...
By the time the second plate came out, she caught someone walking up to her table out of the corner of her eye. She ignored it deliberately. When someone approached her here, they usually wanted to hire her to kill someone. Normally, she wouldn't mind a job. But she'd just gotten here and she needed some sleep.
"Not interested in a job right now. If it's that important, it can wait a day or two. I'll be here. Until then, I'm off the roster for jobs," she said simply as she cut into her steak then took a bite of it, still not looking at whoever had approached her table.
Not even Wolfgang talked to her when she was eating. Not that he talked to her much after he'd insulted her profession. But sometimes Cassarria sent him to hire her, so he dealt with it then. But she'd nearly stabbed him once when he'd interrupted her eating a meal, so he usually kept his distance until she was finished.
Whoever this was, had a masochistic streak.... Or a death wish... One of the two...
