Chapter Three: Business is Over and Pleasure Beings

Holly and Alison were sitting in one of the hottest restaurants in Las Vegas. It had taken them two days just to get booked in this place. They had heard the food was exquisite and had wanted to try it while they were here. They were seated in the middle of the room waiting on the waiter to come and take their orders. So far the restaurant had looked down upon them and had not given them good service. It should not take twenty minutes for the server to show up.

Alison sat at the table hands folded across her chest. "This unprofessional, they could have taken our orders by now."

Holly surveyed the room. All the tables were filled and the waiters were serving them with no problem. "There are a lot of people here, they may be busy."

Alison frowned and glanced around the room. There were a lot of people in the restaurant but they were clearly being neglected. Alison was about to get up from the table and scolded the nearest waiter when she saw him walk in the door. She waved her arm franticly to try and get his attention. Holly saw this and turned around to see what was going on. When Holly saw who Alison was waving at, she turned back to her seat and rolled her eyes.

Hans looked up and spotted the two ladies sitting across the room and headed towards them. Alison stood up from her seat and greeted him. Holly stayed in her seat not bothering to get up. He greeted her too despite her rudeness. Hans took his seat in between the two ladies.

"I'm so glad you made it" Alison said.

Hans picked up and unrolled his silverware and separate it out on the table before him. "When you called me last night and ask me to meet you here, I was delighted to come" Hans stated.

"She invited you?" Holly asked.

"Yes." He looked between the two women. "I'm assuming that you didn't tell Holly?" he asked Alison.

"No."

"You remember my name?" Holly asked Hans.

"Yes I do, why wouldn't I?"

She was going to say her reason but a glare from Alison stopped her from speaking. She closed her mouth and stared down at the table. She really didn't like being a part of Alison's schemes. Every time she met a sexy guy she always ended up sleeping with them.

"Is something wrong, Holly?" Hans asked.

Holly looked up from the table top and looked over at the two people that were watching her. She hadn't realized that she had become lost in thought. "No I'm fine."

Hans raised an eyebrow not believing her but let the subject drop. He turned to Alison. "How have you been since the other night?"

"Great and yourself?"

"Very well thank you."

One of the waiters finally managed to drag themselves over to their table and took their order. Hans yelled at the man for making the ladies wait over thirty minutes for a waiter come over and serve them. The waiter apologized several times but Hans didn't want to hear it. After he had told the man off they finally ordered their food. Before the waiter left Hans threaten him saying, 'if their food wasn't ready in the next thirty minutes he would personal see that he was fired and unable to get another job waiting tables in this city.

Holly sat there watching the hold conversation in amazement. Hans sure knew how to handle himself. She looked over at her friend who was practically drooling on the table. Most likely undressing the man in her mind, that was shameful.

Their food arrived in less than twenty minutes. Hans glared at the waiter as he was hurrying away to attend to another table. They were all having a lovely conversation. Holly found out that Hans was actually quite intelligent. He was well verse in many topics and had a sense of humor. So he wasn't just some sexy guy with no brain. Holly frowned at her own comment. Had she just admitted to herself Hans was sexy?

The evening wore on and it was past midnight when Hans stood up and announced that he had to go. Alison stood up as well and whispered something in his ear. He chuckled and stepped back. "I'll be looking for to it." He said goodbye turned and left.

Alison sat back down in her seat with a wide smile on her face.

"What did you just whisper to him?" Holly asked.

"My room number."

Holly sighed. "You don't even know him."

"So it's Vegas, anyway it just a one nightstand."

Holly sighed again and shook her head. "What am I going to do with you?"