It felt good to be back in Seattle. When I went to the corporate office, I didn't count on being away for 2 months. Being hit by a car didn't make it any more bearable either. I walked through the double doors of the hotel casted arm hung in a sling, face void of makeup sporting a few black and blue bruises and some scratches that needed to be stitched together. Despite my slight embarrassment, I kept my head high and took comfort in the fact that at least my attire was presentable and professional.

"Miss Sato. It's so good to have you back."

"Thing's haven't been the same without you."

"Miss Sato, thing's don't flow as smoothly without you here."

All of my employee's showered me with compliments: much more than I usually get when I return from a business trip. Turn's out the man I hired to stand in for me was quite the tool. I don't know why no one bothered to call and tell me. The staff is more than capable of managing without a person that actually hold's the title.
The first thing I did was check all of the department's. Check in, bellhop's, house keeping, concierge, maintenance, transportation, valet, and I saved the restaurant for last so I could have lunch right after.

"Miss Sato, welcome back!" The host said as I approached the restaurant.

"Hey Jay. It's good to be back. I just came to check on things and have some lunch."

"Alright, head on back. It's slow right now so sit wherever you want."

"Thanks."

I walked to the kitchen to see the staff having a dance party while prepping food and cooking.

"Having fun, Bolin?" I asked leaning on the window that peered into the kitchen.

"Asami! I'm soooo glad you're back!" The sous chef replied as he expertly sliced some tomatoes and stacked them in a clear container.

"I'm glad to be back. How are things going in here? Any problems while I was away?"

"You mean besides the asshole you hired to take your place?"

"He seemed nice enough when I interviewed him. Why didn't you call me? I would have got rid of him on the spot."

"We didn't want to bother you" 3 week's wasn't wouldn't be too bad…until it turned into 9 week's. "

"Uh 'we'? Who is 'we'?"

"We as in the staff, basically everyone that works here. You're actually a decent boss, believe it or not. You care about us so we care about you."

"That's so sweet."

"Yeah, I tr- What the hell happened to you?" He asked. During our conversation he hadn't bothered to look up at me.

Which I think was a smart idea. Handling large sharp knives requires all of one's attention.

"I got hit by a car…"

"Oh my god, are you alright? Where are you hurt?"

"Yes, Bo I'm fine. I had some nasty bruises up my right leg and rib's, a few cut's and scrapes on my face that haven't gone away yet, and my arm is broken in 3 places. Nothing that won't heal."

"When did this happen? Are you sure you should be working right now?"

"It was a few week's ago I'm just fine, I promise."

"Okay. You know that I-"

"-worry about me." I finished his sentence. "I appreciate that you care."

"Of course I care. We're best friend's, it's my job! Now go sit down so you can eat. I know you haven't put anything in your stomach yet today."

I just smiled and went to sit at my favorite table by the smallest window. The second I sat down, an iced tea was placed in front of me, as well as a garden salad. Bolin's doing no doubt. The cherry tomatoes were shaped into a smiley face on top of the lettuce leaves.
'That goof.' I thought out loud.

Besides myself, there was only one other person in the restaurant. A woman: her back was facing me so I couldn't see her face. The manager in me wanted to know if she was enjoying her food. As if on cue, Jay strolled up to her table.

"Hey Korra, is everything to your liking?" He asked. 'Korra'? The staff knows better than to address client's by anything other than their last names with the proper prefix.

"Actually …My chicken is raw. Do you think it would be alright if I ordered something else?"

"I am so sorry about that. Of course, anything you want. I wont charge you for the chicken." He said as he quickly confiscated the plate of raw poultry.

"I'll just have the salmon. Thanks Joel."

So she knows Jay's full name. Interesting. His eyes met mine and I gave him a "come here" look. He quickly made his way to my table.

"Raw chicken?! Raw chicken?! How often does this happen?!" I was seething.

"Never before Miss Sato."

"Good. See to it that it never happens again. We do NOT poison people here. This is a 5 star hotel; this kind of thing shouldn't even be a possibility. We're lucky that woman isn't suing us."

"Yes. Korra is a lovely woman."

"Go give the head chef a piece of your mind and let him know that his job is in serious danger."

"Yes Miss Sato." Jay walked away looking slightly frightened by my words: as he should be. I pride myself in running a pristine hotel, and nothing will ruin my reputation.
I took a deep breath to calm myself and stood up to go speak with the woman that was almost poisoned by my staff. Her head was down, clearly immersed in the book clutched in her finger's.

"Excuse me miss. I'm Asami Sato, the manager."
Her head popped up quickly and…wow. Her eye's were huge, and blue, and bright. Just wow.

"I'm Korra. What happened to Tom-Tom?"

"Oh he was just standing in while I was away on business. I'll be here from now on."

"I think I can live with that." She smiled at me.

"I'm so sorry about your meal. This kind of thing never happens, your lunch is on me."

"It's not like it was intentional, that isn't necessary."

"Your salmon, Korra." Jay said, sitting a large plate in front of the blue eyed woman. "And Miss Sato, I have your usual pasta. Would you like me to leave it on your table?"

"Why don't you just sit with me?" Korra said before I could respond.

"Oh-that's-I don't-…"

"Come on. I'm eating alone…you're eating alone. Consider this making up for almost giving me salmonella."
I still felt hesitant. Having lunch with a client wasn't appropriate, but a small part of me (not the business side) felt like I REALLY should sit with Korra.

"I'm a guest here, so you have to do whatever it takes to please me right?"

I nodded slowly

"So, sit. Eat with me."

"...Okay"

Just a little idea I had in my head. If ya'll like where it's going i'll continue.