About five weeks later, after they first met, Tina saw him about every day out on the town, without his little group of people. It was post tourists season, and most of his group were his buddies from out of town according to the old timers. But, he still had a few girls following his every will, although there weren't as many as before. But, whenever a new girl, or set of girls get picked, the others whined like little school girls, and all Tina did was laugh. Those girls were leaches as she like to call them, because they sucked on their hosts like the real ones, until they are all shrivel like dead husks, or they are normally get broke. She noticed that, Gambit made sure that he either dumped them before it gets that far, or if it wasn't working out, they at least remained friends.
Now work was a totally different story, all of the girls made sure they were "pretty enough" having tons of make up on their faces, in case Gambit showed up to their little coffee house. During the busy season, the place was pretty much packed cause, most of the tourists loved their beignet, a little fluffy donuts covered in powered sugar. But, with most of the tourists now gone, a lot of the girls stopped working full time or got fired, which gave Tina a bit of peace to think.
She went back up north for a few days, to deal with somethings, but ended coming back with a broken hand, after she punched an guy she knew from a past relationship Toby in the nose, because he wanted her to stay, and cater to his every will, just like her ex husband Justin did to her, before, and after he cheated with most of his ex girlfriends, and ex wives. Which was the main reason she didnt take too kindly of Gambit, trying to flirt with her, as she saw that he might had just been like Justin, in every way, shape or form. But after going back south back, Anne who was, an older woman in her late 50s who runs the place ended up either firing a lot of her staff mostly all the girls, because it was off season, but was relived when Tina said she was hoping to work at least full time, instead of the part time she worked during the busy season.
Now, during this time, is when Gambit decided to come in, and on one fateful day, he came. Tina was talking to Anne, during the late morning hours, as it was pretty dead, expect for the locals coming in for the beignets, and coffee. "I have seen slower days, when the winter comes." Anne said in a weak southern accent, as she wasn't born in the south, but more in the mid-west. "Just as long as the locals keep coming in huh?" Tina asked as she started to brew up a new pot of coffee.
"Thats right, they keep us going all year round.." She heard the door chimes, and looked up to see who it is. "Well, this maybe your lucky day hon, Remy just walked in." All Tina did was roll her eyes, and went over with the coffee pot, hoping that he wouldnt look at her, but that wasnt going to happen.
"Hi cher, long time since I seen you." He said as she poured the coffee into his cup.
"Well, yeah since you been around your girls all the time, looked like you lucked out today, all of those girls arent working today."
"Oh well, may'be it was my plan ta come here, on all days." He sipped his black coffee, just as Tina was ready to walk away. "And, may'be I came to dis coffee shop, cause I heard you worked here."
That what got her, after thinking about it, he did run this part of the town like it is was a game of cards, so maybe he just asked around, which landed him here. "So, you just went around asking like I was some sort of dog, ."
He just chucked at the comment "Non cher, not like a dog, you're ta pretty to be a dog belle, and you can call me Remy." She noticed that he was in casual clothes, with his trademark trenchcoat, and his hair pulled back into a ponytail.
"Riiiight, is that all?" She said statistically, hoping he would just leave, but he had other ideas in mind.
"Why dont we just talk, cher, get to know me a little better, and I can get to know you better?"
She rolled her eyes "I'm working, I cant j-" Anne shouted over her, before she finished."Its okay hon, take your break!"
"Okay, okay fine" She sat across from him, as his eyes starts glowing, staring at her.
"You dont like dis cajun huh cher?" He asked, knowing it wasnt the first time, he was playing the game of cat, and mouse too hard before.
"No, its not that I dont like you Remy, I just...I dont know."She never made eye contact with him, as her right eye was covered by her raven black, with purple streaks hair. Remy lightly put his hand over hers, she blushed a little bit and, felt a bit of a shock, but thought it was just a bit of static going around, so she didnt brought it up. He too felt a spark between them and for a moment, thought maybe he'd gotten too distracted... That perhaps he'd let a little of his power out without intending to do so. Fortunately, she didn't seem to notice.
"Well, at least the leaches arent around to hang on you.." she said as she pulled her hand away from his, he chuckled after noticing that he made her blush a little bit, but got caught off guard.
"Leeches?" He laughed, caught off his guard."Leeches?" as, he laughed it off "I'd only call Anna a leech, but 'd say dat wou'd hardly make me a gentleman."
So thats how he know better, he had to dealt with it before, in a past relationship, she thought. "Ya know, the girls who hung on a guy's every word, and then sucks them dry."
Gambit hummed thoughtfully. The girl seemed to really have a past on her... Or at least a chip on her shoulder. "Dis cajun don' let de ladies run him down. Dough..." He winked at her. "De ride can sometimes be worth it, no?"
He chuckled a bit, as he started to get up, pulling out his wallet, and places a few dollars, and something else into her hand, closing it. "See ya a'round cher." He said, as he walked out.
"Yea, see ya..." She looked down into her hand as she opened it, and saw a slip of white paper in between one of the dollars.
"I dont see why you wouldnt give him a chance in the world hon." Anne said, after Tina walked back behind the counter. "He is a nice boy." A...a nice boy? Did she just said he was a nice boy, Tina thought.
"He is not a nice boy, he is a skirt chaser!" Anne shook her head "Yes, he does do that, but I say you give him a chance."
"Let me think about it...no!" Tina said, and didnt say anything about the slip of paper he had gave to her.
On the way home to her apartment, she opened up the little paper, and inside was nice cursive handwriting, although she normally cant read cursive handwriting she slowly read it the little note. Most of it was chicken scratch handwriting, but in short he just left his cell number at the end of it. Now this confused her, he can have any girl he wants, gets what he wants from them, and dump them, and move on. Why on earth would he just want to take a quack at me, she thought.
She thought about it all night, cause it didnt make any sense, he likes a challenge but, she is way below the mark he was with before. Although, she wasnt like other girls, and she isnt a normal girl either. But, she just needed to know why, so she picked up her phone, and dialed the chicken scratch numbers in, and waited. After the first two dial tones went, she thought if he wasnt gonna pick up his phone, then she shouldnt even bother wasting her time, on the fourth tone, the phone picked up. "Hello?" He said...