Lilo wiped down the large table, wiping away any stains the family's child had caused. Finishing wiping up, Lilo stood straight, cracking her back slightly. She looked around the busy cafe, looking at any other tables that needs a good scrub down. Lilo currently worked at a small Cafe simply called 'Violets' which was currently packed with people because of lunch hour. Catching sight of an old man leaving his table to pay, she walked over and began to scrub it down.

Day in, Day out, from 8 am to 4 pm, this was all that Lilo did. Of course, she was legally required to have breaks, which for her was at 12 o'clock sharp, and was an hour long. During that break she went to an alley about five blocks down, gambling with some shady people, and earning a few extra dollars from time to time. Lilo had to wonder though, if she became a state alchemist, would she have to stop gambling? Being apart of the military, and not to mention underage, they probably frowned upon their co-workers gambling, despite it being legal. Ironically, despite being nervous- not afraid- of many ally folk, she has made a few...friends- If they could even be called that. It was more like they supplied her information and gossip.

"Hey Lilo, you got a call!" A voice chimed through the cafe. Lilo looked up from the table she was scrubbing to look at the manager, a plump woman ironically named Violet, who was gesturing her to come near. Lilo, following the silent order, carried her cleaning equipment over, and was handed the phone.

"Hello?"

"Yes, is this Lilo?" The voice on the other end questioned. Lilo nodded, fully aware the other could not see the confirmation.

"This is she."

"Lilo Pelekai, you are to be in Colonel Mustang's office tomorrow morning at 7 o'clock sharp." The voice commanded, and Lilo could not help but feel a little skeptical. Let's say it was the military, how would they have gotten the number to her work place? When Lilo had signed some forms explaining her basic information, she left her works number blank, for even she did not know it. It was probably some prank callers, though how they got that information, Lilo had no clue.

"Sorry, um, but who is this?"

"Awh, you don't recognize my voice? It's me, Maes Hughes!"

"Oh, uh, L-lieutenant!" Lilo stuttered, gripping the phone closer to her ear as she slouched to the side. "If... you don't mind me asking, sir, how did you get this number?" She scratched behind her head awkwardly, before smoothing down stray hairs, trying to fix her appearance. Again, Lilo was fully aware the man could not see her.

"Well, I called your home, and someone picked up, but it seemed like Amstrien wasn't their native tongue," Hughes began to explain. Lilo mentally cursed. Stitch, while a good experiment , just had to pick up the phone for a military man, just her luck. Speaking of, if Lilo was lucky enough, they wouldn't think he was an immigrant and try to deport him or whatever.
"And they said you were not home, and were at work. I offered to call later, but they gave me this number to call."

Lilo said nothing. She asking herself how Stitch got the number in the first place, but she guesses it's not that important. Maybe he had seen a flyer for the shop somewhere, who knows? "Alright then." Lilo said after some time. The Lieutenant repeated the time and place in which Lilo was supposed to attend, before saying bye and hanging up. Placing the phone down, the Hawaiian girl let out a low sigh, before picking up her bucket of cleaning supplies, and going to an empty table. She glanced up at nearby clock.

11:15.

She still had time before lunch break.

"Twenty on Blue!"

"Thirteen on Red!"

"Really? Blue is the one who beat us all!"

"You're right… I change my bet, thirteen on blue!"

Lilo heard the voices surrounding her and her competitor, a boy nicknamed 'Blue'.Well it wasn't a nickname, so much as his team color, such as she was Red. It was her lunch break, and she had gone down the usual ally to gain a few extra dollars when she had heard shouting. Of course, shouting during a bet was absolutely normal, but most of it was in...despair? That was the best word she could use to describe the noises.
When she made it down the alley, she was met with a short gloating blonde, and a man wearing a full suit of armor, that Lilo recalls seeing before. From what she could make out, the blonde man had won a few times in a row in a game of poker, the game most frequently played in the alley. The blonde had stood on a table that was set up, a bunch of cards laying by his feet.

"Remember what happened today when you decide to call me small again!" the blonde shouted triumphantly, to the annoyance of the suit of armor.

"Brother…" The suit began, his tone slightly scolding. Scoffing, the blonde turned to face him.

"Listen, Al, I could have beat them up! I didn't, and we just played poker. Not my fault these people suck!" At this, the blonde stuck out his tongue at the people around him, making them all grumble, and some to leave.

"You just took all their money!" The now known Al interjected, his voice squeaking ever so slightly.

"They put it in the pile!" The blonde argued back.

Lilo watched the two exchange with a tilted head, before walking forward and calling out to them; "Hello?" she said. The two stopped arguing, and turned to look at her.

"Yeah?" The blonde asked, he looked annoyed. Lilo pulled about forty dollars from her pants pocket, and placed it gently on the table. Looking up, and smiling brightly at the blondes confused face, she said;

"Deal me in."

And that's what essentially left her here, playing poker for the past twenty minutes, staring at the cards in her hand. Blue team, which was the blonde, was staring intensely at his cards, as others looked on in interest, betting what little money they had left. Many seemed to have no faith in her abilities, as she may have come down this alley allot, but she has never played, only watched. It also did not help that her opponent was the person who essentially beat everyone.

The blonde smirked triumphantly before laying down all of his cards. It was a full house. Thinking he was going to win, the blonde tilted back in his chair, hands behind his head, waiting for Lilo's move. Lilo looked down on her cards and hummed lowly, before smiling.

"That's a very good set," She complimented, a tinge of sarcasm laying underneath. "But, I'm sorry, I don't think it's good enough." At the blondes confused face, she placed down her hand of cards, shocking the blonde and everyone else. It was a royal flush.

Lilo won.

The crowd went ballistic. Everyone was screaming, or celebrating in some type of way, while the blonde and Al looked on in confusion. Lilo gave a small smirk, collecting her winnings. Standing up from the table after, Lilo held out her hand for the blonde to take.
"Good game," Being slightly polite, the blonde grabbed her hand, and Lilo pulled herself closer to his ear. "But you gotta do better." she pulled back and smiled at the blondes face. It was a mixture of both confused and annoyance that Lilo has seen many times back in Hawaii. Nobody could ever beat Lilo at poker, not a human, alien, or experiment.

Waving goodbye, Lilo left the alleyway with her earnings, heading back to her job, seeing as lunch would soon be over. She had earned a total of one hundred and fifty dollars, she would buy herself and Stitch something nice today.

We good, this is the end of chapter 2.