Characters: Leo, Cole
Leo had just came from the Halliwell's place, again feeling as if Piper and her sister were in the midst of not talking to one another and for some reason it was his fault. It was way too complicated to even think about along with everything else going on and he'd walked all the way to the diner without realizing he could have just orbed.
So much for a "simple white lighter job", he should have known there was never such a thing.
"The line's moving guy."
Leo turned realizing he was frozen in front of the double doors, "I'm sorry." he laughed, "Long day."
"Tell me about it."
Then he breezed past, walking immediately to a booth in the back, sitting with his face away from where Leo could see. The city was rife with demonic activity since the Charmed Ones had come together, he could feel it everywhere sometimes even with humans.
He sat along the window, glancing to the right at the dark haired man with the briefcase who hadn't moved an inch since he sat down. The feeling came back stronger and Leo scanned the sparse afternoon crowd for any hint of wrongdoing. After figuring out the tattoos on his waitress were tribal and not demonic he glanced to the right again.
He cleared his throat, "Excuse me." getting no response he reached into his tool belt for the tape measure, prodding the other man with the end and giving a breathless laugh when it was snatched out of his grip
"Can I help you?"
"What's your name?"
"My name?" he frowned, "What's it to you."
"I'm Leo."
The man stood up, coming over to drop the tape measure next to Leo's sandwich. There was something about him that Leo couldn't place. His eyes were a bit too brown and the scar along his neck too familiar. "Cole." he said and Leo decided to take a risk, his hand glowing only faintly when he lifted it
"Nice to meet you." Cole shook his hand, but dropped it quickly not nearly enough time for Leo to see if he could have healed the scar on his neck.
"You're a lawyer."
Cole rolled his eyes, "Does wearing a suit and having a briefcase make you a lawyer in this town?"
"Not always, but aren't you?"
"Well as a matter of fact yes." He placed a hand on his chin, "Let me guess you are a…" he smirked eyes flicking to the other man's tool belt, "Doctor?"
"In another life."
"I'm sure your descent into handyman work is a fascinating story."
"Handymen help people too."
Cole is checking his cellphone though, his attention waning, "And demons and lawyers both screw them out of house and home, but which one would you invite over for dinner?"
"The demon. At least he has an excuse for having no moral center."
Cole laughed, putting away his phone, "You know you sound just like a…" he stopped, eyes narrowing briefly
"Like a what?"
"Nothing." he shook his head, shaking his phone, "Duty calls."
Leo stood as if at attention, "It was nice meeting you."
"Well I don't hear that often." the other man muttered then flashed a smile, the phone at his ear, "See ya around."
And he had a funny feeling he would.