Song Nine: Oh What A Night Sung By John Barrowman
"Hello…" I said to the waitress clearing my table.
"Uh…hello…" She says unsure or maybe more so wary of me.
"My name's…"
She begins to walk away with the dishes.
"Jack Harkness. Captain Jack Harkness."
She brushes me off. "Is that supposed to be impressive? Look I have to get back to work."
I loosely grab her arm. "Come on, let me buy you a drink.
She bites her lip. "You don't even know my name."
I smile crookedly.
She sighs. "It's Claire."
"That's a beautiful name Claire."
She blushes and I can tell the charm is finally getting her. It always does. "You've got to be like twice my age."
I try my best not to look shocked. "Do I look it?"
She smiles clearly enjoying my nervous state. "No"
"Then do you really care?"
"No"