Carmen Diamond sat in front of a screen looking at it studying everything on it. "Where'd you find her?" she asked.
"Zeda tipped us." Glen said coming up from behind her. "Said she's available. She's in from Prague. Relocating stateside." Glen informed her.
"Assassin?" she asked.
"Check."
"Where's the meet?"
"Les Deux Amours. Trendy, yet discreet." Glen said as a picture of the restaurant popped up. Carmen sat in her seat twisting her lips in every corner.
"Cancel it." She said finally.
"Why?! It's all set up!" glen yelled rushing after her.
"I don't do blind dates." Carmen said rushing up the stairs.
"Well, it's not a blind date if you know what they look like." Glen argued hot in her pursuit.
"Tell her I'm not coming." Carmen replied sternly. "Say I came down with something."
"Carmen, it's been two years. You have to get out there." Glen said caringly. He hated seeing his friend refuse to let love in her life anymore.
"I'm out there." Carmen whined. "I went out with that drummer, the girl that talked loud."
"You didn't go out with her. We all went out together. Then you lied and said you had food poisoning, and you went home early." Glen pointed out.
"Yeah, well, she talked really loud, like even when you were right next to her" Carmen continued still trying to walk away from him.
"I know what you're trying to do. You're trying to drown yourself in your little schemes to destroy the world, but you need to get over it. You were dumped."
"I was not dumped."
"Oh, you were dumped hard. And that sucks. You took time off to go to Antartica or whatever." Glen said. It was true, she did take time off and ran from her pain as best she could.
"Reykjavik. It's in Iceland."
"But now it's time to get back in the game, Carmen. You've got a date tonight, with a beautiful Russian assassin…and you're going to show up. Carmen." Glen urged.
"Fine. Okay, I'll go. I'll be there." Carmen sighed.
"Just promise me you'll be open." Glen added.
"Open to what?"
"Open to love." Glen whispered.
