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[color=seagreen][i]Location: The Red Lake Cafe
Time 12:30
Interacting With: Sophie Fairchild [@Ace of flames01][/i][/color][/center]
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Charlie smirked at Sophie's question as he placed a stack of newly cleaned plates into the cupboard next to her. Without looking over at her, he responded. [color=seagreen]"Don't tell me your jealous all of a sudden there Hot Stuff. I promise we can still hook up if you want,"[/color] he said, winking and running out to the front so that he could seat a guest.

Charlie's feelings for Sophie were mixed to put it kindly. He had a thing for her, that much was clear. He'd spent way too many nights texting Billy or Kimberly asking for advice that he never really followed through with. He liked to mess with her, piss her off. But below all that, maybe too low for Charlie to even realize it existed, was a part that wanted a bit more than a quick fling.

When he returned he picked up where he had left off. [color=seagreen]"And if you really must know it was Liz Benson. And to be quite honest, she was very, meh. But also I don't think I will be revisiting her, because it seems that I called her Harriett last night while I was drunk which is strange because I don't know a Harr- OH FUCK! Just kidding. I do know a Harriett. She was number 13. But if you'd like Meryl Streep, you can be number...well I've lost track but you get the gist."[/color] With a grin Charlie raced off to take orders.