"Hey." Mike said to me, a happy smile on his face.
We were at Élégance, a posh restaurant where they snatch your pennies for a tiny ass portion.
"Hi," I replied, with a smile.
I was wearing a crimson dress. It was sensual - the aim. It was also short and it covered just past my ass.
I flaunted it - made it a weapon. It was sexy and with enough make-up, so was I.
"So, how's your day been?" He was the first to ease the tension, or build it up further.
Small talk is usually random.
"It's been good. What about you?"
It was also polite and unfortunately necessary.
"Great."
His smile was slowly becoming intolerable.
A waiter came around, wearing one of the fanciest suits I'd ever seen.
"What would you like to order?" He asked, strangely kind. He had a dazzling smile.
Why was everyone around me smiling?
"We haven't had enough time to look at the menu. Sorry," I said, "Can you please come back in five minutes?"
"Of course."
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