Certainly, she'd smiled when she noticed his wandering gaze. Allowing himself a second glance, taking in her full cleavage. After all, she clearly invited those looks, with the low neckline almost demanding any red-blooded man's attention. Hell! It'd be rude not to look.
Waiting for a moment at the counter. Enjoying his coffee, he waited to see if she was alone. His eyes darting back to her repeatedly. As it drifted over the rest of the customers for an even better prospect.
Finishing off his coffee, he ordered another and gestured to the woman's table before heading over to sit opposite her.
"Hi, I'm Joshua, and you..." he smiled, paying careful attention to her responses, her accent, her manner, everything that could help him.
"Jean." she answered. A hint of a soft Scottish accent.
Distantly, he thanked the waitress, when she brought the new mug of coffee over.
"Can I get you something?" he asked. His eyes darting to take in her plate and mug.
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