Snippet #1644366

Vesper chuckled at Trevor's cuteness then continued on with bringing orders to tables. Out of the corner of her eye she spotted someone at the door and grabbed a menu. She walked over and said,"Welcome! Can I... take... your... order?" She trailed off as she realized who it was standing at the door. It was the same mysterious man that had offered to take her with him two years ago. The same man who whenever she saw him was hit with a wave of nostalgia. Even now, she felt the visions poking at the back of her mind threatening to overwhealm her. She pushed the feeling back. She wasn't going to daze off now. She set the menu down on a table and while biting her lip, as she often did when she was nervous, she said, "Um, I'll be back to take your order in a few minutes..." With that she walked off to the kitchen. Out of sight, she slumped into a chair and thousands of questions exploded into her mind at once. "What was he doing here? Was here to find us? Does he remember me?" Shaking her head, she regained her composure and walked back to the table. "Are you ready to order?" she asked not meeting his eye.