[h1][img]http://i1383.photobucket.com/albums/ah281/Q-C0ntinuum/Ryver%20et%20Rhine%20Dear%20Karma_zpsbdu2hcau.jpg?t=1445047239[/img] Ryver et Rhine (Dear Karma)[/h1]
[h2]Callie Wright, Daniel, and Dr. Wilson - Urban Grinds[/h2]
[color=Magenta]"This is such a lovely place!"[/color] Callie squealed, as she picked up a tiny dog-eared menu card off the table and began studying the names printed under the bolded and underlined title "Light Bites". The young woman read each name out and rattled on about [color=Magenta]"how cute"[/color] everything sounded or [color=Magenta]"yum"[/color] when she thought the description sounded particularly appetizing. In short, within a span of 5 minutes after entering the establishment, Daniel and Wilson more or less figured out that Callie enjoyed any dish that was tooth-achingly sweet and hated anything dunked in grease, unless it was a deep fried chocolate smothered mars bar.

She faltered after catching a glimpse of the look currently written on Dr. Wilson’s face. [color=Magenta][i]Apparently,[/i][/color] she assumed, [color=Magenta][i]he seemed to think her food choices didn’t constitute an ideal diet for anyone, man, woman or children.[/i][/color] Thus, her lips puckered into pout. [color=Magenta]Bully that man,[/color] she thought. [color=Magenta][i]He is willing to tolerate greasy bacon and eggs, but why can’t he love chocolate. They were so, so yummy and sweet and... pretty. Most of them anyway.[/i] "Ah, come on, Dan,"[/color] she clung firmly to her addressee’s arm. [color=Magenta]"Not you too! Desserts and sweet things are simply too fab."[/color] She tried making a prolonged eye-contact with the man almost like she was willing him to take sides in this non-debate.

Finally, admitting defeat, Cal tried a different tactic in order to get what she wanted. One that she believed would be much better than cajoling the men into admitting sweets were as tasty as greasy bacon and eggs drowned in bubbling oil. [color=Magenta]"Oh, oh! Since we’re early, would it be okay to order first? Or... do we really, really have to wait to see if he comes?" Cal stared earnestly at Daniel while hovering her finger down at Item 042 "Homemade Pancakes with Berry Compote and Chocolate Sauce". [color=Magenta]"I mean we didn’t have much of a breakfast. Or hardly any at all, because,"[/color] she lowered her voice conspiratorially. [color=Magenta]"There was no bacon."[/color]

[i][color=Red]"Did either of you find out what sort of powers this man has?"[/color][/i]

Someone cleared his throat before speaking. The sound of Wilson’s voice made Cal pulled away from Daniel. Her eyes swiveled towards Dr. Wilson instead and she tilted her head as Daniel shrugged. A slight frown wrinkled her smooth forehead. [color=Magenta][i]That super hero talk again?[/i][/color] She nibbled the bottom of her lip. [color=Magenta][i]What was with their obsession with "powers" anyway?[/i] "Um... powers?"[/color]

[i][color=Red]"I guess we will find out soon enough."[/color][/i]

[color=Magenta]"Hey!"[/color] Cal rested her hand onto the edge of the table, leaned forward and waved her hand vigorously in front of Wilson. [color=Magenta]"I have a question... why are you so,"[/color] she paused, trying very hard to find a substitute for the word "obsessed". [color=Magenta]"... always ask about powers?"[/color] She dropped back into her seat, having successful gotten Wilson’s attention. [color=Magenta]"I mean it feels like we’re in (you know) an episode of Alphas or Heroes."[/color] Cal shrugged. [color=Magenta]"I mean is it like a code word or something? Or something with the Illuminati? I... guess I’m tired of pretending I know what you mean when I really don’t."

[i]There! She finally said what had been disturbing her about this whole charade. It had been all fun and games, but now, the joke seemed to have gone a little too far. They’ve gone out of their way to recruit others too (or so she had been led to believe but he could be involved in this as well).[/i][/color]

[color=Magenta]"And, oh hi!"[/color] A smiling blonde waitress approached them after she had mistaken Cal’s waving as their group trying to get her attention. [color=Magenta]"Yes, we’d love to order! I – er – I’ll have the pancakes, one hot cocoa, one strawberry tart, one brownie with ice cream and..."[/color] her eyes wandered over to Wilson and Daniel. [color=Magenta]"...maybe you should confirm their orders with them."[/color] She said with a polite smile, waving the waitress towards Wilson first. She locked eyes briefly with the man in question, as she worried whether her order was going to be green lighted. Thankfully, it seemed that they were willing to let it pass this time round, despite her outburst just moments ago.

She laughed occasionally in response to the waitress’s friendly bantering, but seeing that the woman seemed particularly enamored with Daniel, Callie allowed her attention to slide. She had stared at the door for a bit, hoping the man would show up, but after a few fruitless seconds, she allowed her eyes to rove once more. [color=Magenta][i]Today seemed very quiet,[/i][/color] she concluded. [color=Magenta][i]Only three other tables were occupied.[/i][/color]

At the table closest to the window looking into the park, a couple sat opposite a well-dressed man who was appeared to talking very animatedly. [color=Magenta][i]He was, without a doubt, some sort of salesman, an insurance salesman perhaps.[/i][/color] Slightly in front of them was a group of four teen girls who alternating between chatting and texting. Occasionally, they’d snapped a selfie or two. Only once did they ever take a we-fie.

Cal’s eyes soon found those of the single customer sitting two tables down. The young woman, who seemed to straddle between her late teens and early twenties, was currently facing Wilson’s back and thus (sort of) looking directly at Callie as the blonde happened to be sitting directly opposite him. Cal tried breaking eye contact, but those warm expressive eyes seemed to bore into hers. Her knee-jerk reaction was to pull backwards slightly, blink slowly and finally turn to her right. This resulted in Callie making renewed eye contact with Daniel.

“Daniel,” she pounced on him before he had the chance to look away or pick up the conversation where they had left off earlier. [color=Magenta]"What did you order? Did you order pancakes too?"[/color] She clapped her hands together and her face lit up. [color=Magenta]"Pancakes with anything sounds so much better than the other things on the menu. Don’t you agree?"[/color] Despite her trying her very best to ignore the woman, Teddy’s brightly colored clothes kept drawing Callie’s eyes back towards the table behind Wilson. [color=Magenta]"How about you, Dr. Wilson?"[/color] She asked politely so as to include the elderly man into their current topic. [color=Magenta]"I'm sure you'd love the break from bac -"[/color]

She stopped chatting when she heard the phone in her hand ping. Cal felt her heart racing slightly, as she saw a blue light blinking at the top left hand corner of her loaned Samsung phone indicating that she received a new text message. [color=Magenta]"Do you think?"[/color] She looked at Daniel and then at Wilson. [color=Magenta]"Yes, I think it's him!"[/color] She pressed the long button along the right side of the phone and swiped across the screen towards it. Cal began bobbing excited as soon as she saw who the sender was. [color=Magenta]"It's him!"[/color] She informed the other two.