Chapter 2
Lady Luck's sense of humor
Location: Le Café Promenade
Thursday (The Next Day)
Time: 12:01pm
Rachel sighed and walked into her favorite restaurant. She found a table and sat down. A waitresses was soon there to take her order. She ordered in French as she always did when she came here. It was more of a necessity than a chance to practice her French. Everyone in here spoken French and very little English. The waitress wrote down her order and headed off to the kitchen. Rachel sighed unhappily and slid down in her seat slightly. Ness hadn't been home when she went over. She knew he wasn't on duty yesterday. Maybe he had been out with some girl. Some girl who would never treat him like she did.
The thought of him with some other girl just served to make her even more miserable.
She absentmindedly played with the fork on her table. Then almost as absentmindedly, she knocked it of on to the floor under her table. She sighed.
"Great just what I need," she murmured, as she bent down and reached under the table.
"Drat," snapped, "I can't reach it."
She sighed irritably and climbed under the tablecloth barring table.
"Got it," she said as she successfully retrieved the lost fork, "Now to get from under this…"
She stopped short.
"Oh my god," she breathed, "Please tell me that isn't…."
She reached up and touched her head.
"Gum in my hair!"
She quickly tried to pull her head down, off of the gum that was sticking to the table. No such luck. Her head was stuck!
Location: Le Café Promenade
Thursday (The Next Day)
Time: 12:05pm
Jake walked into the French Café with his sprits low, but his hope high.
Rachel hadn't been at her house when he went over. He knew she wasn't on duty yesterday. Maybe she had been out with some other guy. Some guy that would never need to worry about losing her. The thought of her with some other guy just served to make him even more miserable.
But thankfully there was hope. He knew for a fact that if Rachel wasn't out of town on "business" she almost always ate here for lunch. If Lady Luck was on his side today he should run right into her here.
A quick survey of the restaurant gave no positive results. Rachel was no where to be seen. But he didn't give up hope. It was possible she hadn't come in yet. He walked over to a nearby waitress to question her on this theory.
"Excuse me," he said, "Has a woman named Rachel come in today? She had short blond hair and she is a usual here."
"Rashal," repeated the woman in a heavy French accent.
"Yes, Rashal… I mean Rachel Leeds," he pressed.
The woman pondered the question for a minute. Nez only hoped she understood what he was saying.
Finally the woman snapped her fingers.
"Rashal! Rashal Leeds," she said understanding what the man was asking.
She enthusiastically pointed to a table nearby.
"There," she said pointing.
Jake turned and looked at the table. There was no one there. He sighed. Obviously the woman meant she had been there earlier and was now gone. With a heavy heart he turned back to the waitress.
"Gracias," he said.
Then he turned and left.
A confused look crossed the waitresses face.
"Gracias?"
Location: Le Café Promenade
Thursday (The Next Day)
Time: 12:06pm
Rachel pulled the last of the gum out of her hair and climbed out from under the table.
She made it just in time to see a man walk out of the restaurant who looked just like Nez! She sighed and shook her head. Her mind was playing tricks on her. That wasn't Nez. That was some guy who just favored him.
She sighed for the millionth time that day.
"C'est la vie," she murmured, "That's life."
Hehe. It's so much fun torturing them like this. So yeah, now this is a Comedy/Romance story. Yay! Also I want to apologize if there is any confusion and Nez's last name. I spell it Ness sometimes and Nez other times. But I believe the correct spelling is "Nez." I'll try not to forget that. Lol. Read n Review!
Lady Luck's sense of humor
Location: Le Café Promenade
Thursday (The Next Day)
Time: 12:01pm
Rachel sighed and walked into her favorite restaurant. She found a table and sat down. A waitresses was soon there to take her order. She ordered in French as she always did when she came here. It was more of a necessity than a chance to practice her French. Everyone in here spoken French and very little English. The waitress wrote down her order and headed off to the kitchen. Rachel sighed unhappily and slid down in her seat slightly. Ness hadn't been home when she went over. She knew he wasn't on duty yesterday. Maybe he had been out with some girl. Some girl who would never treat him like she did.
The thought of him with some other girl just served to make her even more miserable.
She absentmindedly played with the fork on her table. Then almost as absentmindedly, she knocked it of on to the floor under her table. She sighed.
"Great just what I need," she murmured, as she bent down and reached under the table.
"Drat," snapped, "I can't reach it."
She sighed irritably and climbed under the tablecloth barring table.
"Got it," she said as she successfully retrieved the lost fork, "Now to get from under this…"
She stopped short.
"Oh my god," she breathed, "Please tell me that isn't…."
She reached up and touched her head.
"Gum in my hair!"
She quickly tried to pull her head down, off of the gum that was sticking to the table. No such luck. Her head was stuck!
Location: Le Café Promenade
Thursday (The Next Day)
Time: 12:05pm
Jake walked into the French Café with his sprits low, but his hope high.
Rachel hadn't been at her house when he went over. He knew she wasn't on duty yesterday. Maybe she had been out with some other guy. Some guy that would never need to worry about losing her. The thought of her with some other guy just served to make him even more miserable.
But thankfully there was hope. He knew for a fact that if Rachel wasn't out of town on "business" she almost always ate here for lunch. If Lady Luck was on his side today he should run right into her here.
A quick survey of the restaurant gave no positive results. Rachel was no where to be seen. But he didn't give up hope. It was possible she hadn't come in yet. He walked over to a nearby waitress to question her on this theory.
"Excuse me," he said, "Has a woman named Rachel come in today? She had short blond hair and she is a usual here."
"Rashal," repeated the woman in a heavy French accent.
"Yes, Rashal… I mean Rachel Leeds," he pressed.
The woman pondered the question for a minute. Nez only hoped she understood what he was saying.
Finally the woman snapped her fingers.
"Rashal! Rashal Leeds," she said understanding what the man was asking.
She enthusiastically pointed to a table nearby.
"There," she said pointing.
Jake turned and looked at the table. There was no one there. He sighed. Obviously the woman meant she had been there earlier and was now gone. With a heavy heart he turned back to the waitress.
"Gracias," he said.
Then he turned and left.
A confused look crossed the waitresses face.
"Gracias?"
Location: Le Café Promenade
Thursday (The Next Day)
Time: 12:06pm
Rachel pulled the last of the gum out of her hair and climbed out from under the table.
She made it just in time to see a man walk out of the restaurant who looked just like Nez! She sighed and shook her head. Her mind was playing tricks on her. That wasn't Nez. That was some guy who just favored him.
She sighed for the millionth time that day.
"C'est la vie," she murmured, "That's life."
Hehe. It's so much fun torturing them like this. So yeah, now this is a Comedy/Romance story. Yay! Also I want to apologize if there is any confusion and Nez's last name. I spell it Ness sometimes and Nez other times. But I believe the correct spelling is "Nez." I'll try not to forget that. Lol. Read n Review!