It was a calm Sunday morning as Roy and Riza sat at their usual table at the local café. It had become a bit of a tradition for them to go there every week for breakfast. Occasionally they came with a group but this time it was just the two. After they ordered Riza excused herself to go to the restroom and came back just in time to watch a younger woman with shiny blonde hair in a short skirt walk up to Roy. Riza thought about going over there but decided to see how Roy handled it on his own. The woman spoke for a moment and then Roy gently shook his head. But she wasn't giving up and after two more polite no's from Roy Riza decided to step in, muttering "Homewrecker." under her breath. He gave her a wary look as she approached the woman.
"Could I have a quick word with you?" she asked the women, who looked slightly confused but followed Riza as she walked out of Roy's hearing range.
"Sorry but he's taken." She said lightly hoping the woman would get the hint and just walk away.
"Yeah I'd have him right now if you hadn't butted in." she replied arrogantly.
That was where the politeness ended.
"Look there are two ways we can do this" Riza said, danger flashing in her eyes. "You can take your act somewhere else or we can take this outside."
"Is that a threat?" asked the slinky blonde.
"No it's a promise." She answered, lifting the bottom of her shirt just enough to revile a holster and a shiny 9mm Browning.
"You didn't hurt her did you?" Roy asked as she sat back down.
"Of course not." She answered with a smile "It was obvious what her hobby was so I told her a little about mine."
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This chapter was inspired by "Homewrecker" by Gretchen Wilson.