37 - Mist
Nico slurps on a soda, idly chatting with one of his friends. The chatter ceases when the door to the small cafe opens, revealing a ragged teenaged black-haired boy, and a beautiful blonde girl with mercury grey eyes. The black-haired boy twirls a curious ballpoint pen and the blonde girl fiddles with a Yankees cap. They sit down at a small two-seater table.
Nico has a job to do; he sits the soda down and grabs a pad and pen. He heads over to the teenagers that capture his attention. "Welcome to Inferno; my name is Nico. Can I start you off with something to drink today?" he says, forcing fake hospitality and sweetness.
The grey-eyed blond girl seems to have a telepathic talk to the boy opposite of her. All of the sudden there's giant crash and boom outside. Several people yell "Storm!", "Thieves!", or a blubbered, "Pit bulls!"
They both sigh, fiddling with their items. "I'll have water," the guy says.
"And I'll have a lemonade," the girl says.
Nico nods. He personally fills their drinks and is back with their order in less than two minutes. The girl and guy gulp down their drinks and slap down two golden coins each.
Nico can't get a word out when they heading out the door. Nico's not a stalker; he's curious yes, but a stalker no. He takes up their money, inspecting a single golden coin the size of a thin mint.
Stamped on the upside of the coin is a soaring eagle, which flaps its wings. The other side of coin is a bust of Hades, and something scrawled in Ancient Greek arches around the coin. He blinks when the coin winks at him.
Ok…
He walks away from the empty table.
He needs to get back to work.