Ginger sighed quietly to herself, and restrained from rolling her eyes, when she heard someone beside her say; "Hi.. I'm sure you don't remember me but..."
However, when he went on to mention his name, she perked up a bit and quickly turned from facing the traffic, to facing the now familiar face.
"Massera...." she whispered under her breath, before he continued."We almost met in Spinellis last night."
Ginger smiled. "That we did."
She'd slide her sunglasses down on her nose a bit, before continuing. "I'm a bit surprised you recognize me though. What gave it away?" she asked w/ a smile, as her right hand casually made its way to her hip, and her left held on to her bag.
Before another word could be said, a short pudgy man behind her softly grabbed her right arm and turned her towards him. "Need a taxi? Need a ride? I-i can take ya sweet heart, half the price, right in my car here!"
Annoyed as hell, Ginger snatched her arm back and stared daggers at the man. "No thank you! And don't ever touch me like that again, or -"
The man would cut her off, "Come on babe, we'll go out to eat somewhere around here, and then i can take you anywhere you wanna go! It'll be sweet baby doll!"
With little thought, Ginger suddenly grabbed Jimmys arm and again shot a sharp stare at the man. "WE'RE going across the street, thank you very much. So you can take your broke down taxi and shove it up your ass - baby!"
The light at the corner finally turned red at the perfect time, giving her an opportunity to drag Jimmy across the street towards "Kimmies".
"Um, sorry about that." she said nervously as she let go of Jimmys arm - realizing that she had just grabbed a man she didn't know from a hole in the wall. "I just, well, i guess i thought he'd leave me alone if he thought i was walking with you, instead of by myself. But i suppose it was a bit rude of me to pull ya over here like that."
Ginger smiled and pulled her long thick hair out of the bun it was in, and ran her hand through it a few times.
"Sooo," she began, as she walked over to "Kimmies" front door.
"I'm gonna get something to eat in here, wanna join me? I do beleive i owe you a drink."
Ginger smirked, before walking inside without an answer. The window beside the front door was rather expansive, and open......so Jimmy would clearly be able to see what table she walked to if he chose to follow her in. She wasn't sure if he would, and also wasn't sure if she wanted him to. Why she'd tease a stranger was lost on her....but one thing she was fully aware of, was her enjoyment of it all.
"Afternoon." she said to the waitress who walked up to her booth seconds after she sat down.
"A pitcher of water, and a pot of coffee please. And um, do you guys have cheese fries in here?"
The waitress almost looked appalled at her question, and insisted that they didn't serve things "that low brow and unhealthy".
Ginger sighed, and ordered a plate of lightly-salted potato skins instead.
She couldn't help but stick her tongue out like a little girl at the back of the stuffy woman as she walked away. Ginger hated Kimmies, but also knew it was one of the places she could take her glasses off in, and not be harassed, seeing as how reporters weren't aloud in, and her booth was all the way in the back.
Besides, most reporters wouldn't even bother to follow her into Kimmies, seeing as how the clientele here was far less diverse, and interesting, than the clientele that came in and out of Spinellis.
However, when he went on to mention his name, she perked up a bit and quickly turned from facing the traffic, to facing the now familiar face.
"Massera...." she whispered under her breath, before he continued."We almost met in Spinellis last night."
Ginger smiled. "That we did."
She'd slide her sunglasses down on her nose a bit, before continuing. "I'm a bit surprised you recognize me though. What gave it away?" she asked w/ a smile, as her right hand casually made its way to her hip, and her left held on to her bag.
Before another word could be said, a short pudgy man behind her softly grabbed her right arm and turned her towards him. "Need a taxi? Need a ride? I-i can take ya sweet heart, half the price, right in my car here!"
Annoyed as hell, Ginger snatched her arm back and stared daggers at the man. "No thank you! And don't ever touch me like that again, or -"
The man would cut her off, "Come on babe, we'll go out to eat somewhere around here, and then i can take you anywhere you wanna go! It'll be sweet baby doll!"
With little thought, Ginger suddenly grabbed Jimmys arm and again shot a sharp stare at the man. "WE'RE going across the street, thank you very much. So you can take your broke down taxi and shove it up your ass - baby!"
The light at the corner finally turned red at the perfect time, giving her an opportunity to drag Jimmy across the street towards "Kimmies".
"Um, sorry about that." she said nervously as she let go of Jimmys arm - realizing that she had just grabbed a man she didn't know from a hole in the wall. "I just, well, i guess i thought he'd leave me alone if he thought i was walking with you, instead of by myself. But i suppose it was a bit rude of me to pull ya over here like that."
Ginger smiled and pulled her long thick hair out of the bun it was in, and ran her hand through it a few times.
"Sooo," she began, as she walked over to "Kimmies" front door.
"I'm gonna get something to eat in here, wanna join me? I do beleive i owe you a drink."
Ginger smirked, before walking inside without an answer. The window beside the front door was rather expansive, and open......so Jimmy would clearly be able to see what table she walked to if he chose to follow her in. She wasn't sure if he would, and also wasn't sure if she wanted him to. Why she'd tease a stranger was lost on her....but one thing she was fully aware of, was her enjoyment of it all.
"Afternoon." she said to the waitress who walked up to her booth seconds after she sat down.
"A pitcher of water, and a pot of coffee please. And um, do you guys have cheese fries in here?"
The waitress almost looked appalled at her question, and insisted that they didn't serve things "that low brow and unhealthy".
Ginger sighed, and ordered a plate of lightly-salted potato skins instead.
She couldn't help but stick her tongue out like a little girl at the back of the stuffy woman as she walked away. Ginger hated Kimmies, but also knew it was one of the places she could take her glasses off in, and not be harassed, seeing as how reporters weren't aloud in, and her booth was all the way in the back.
Besides, most reporters wouldn't even bother to follow her into Kimmies, seeing as how the clientele here was far less diverse, and interesting, than the clientele that came in and out of Spinellis.