[Sodium_noir] Killing Time at Harlequins

[Substitute Storyteller]

Elizabeth, Giger
Tremere
Club Harlequin

The woman finishes her set, and Giger calls over a
waitress.  When she comes over, he meets her dark eyes
with a piercing gaze of his own, studying everything
about her.  Mortal, he could tell by the sweat and the
rhythmic movement of her chest.   

"I'd like a glass of your House Red."  He then looks
to Elizabeth.  During his mortal lifetime, it was
customary for the gentleman to order for his female
companion.  However, times had changed, and most women
tended to be offended by this once chivalrous gesture.
 

Elizabeth looks at the woman.  "Do you have
Guiness..on tap?"

The waitress nods, but does not write anything down. 
The mark of a very well trained and experienced
waitress.  Giger watches her as she moves.  Graceful
as a dancer, and perhaps she more than likely was.  

Giger searches the room, looking to catch some glimpse
of the legendary Harlequin.  

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