Tallah Walker ambled into the Hawkeye Inn dining room mid-yawn, as she raised her arms over her head in a luxurious stretch. She was dressed comfortably in an overly large t-shirt and a pair of sweat pants. Covering her feet were two mismatched socks, but hey, why bother with shoes at a cheap hotel? She certainly couldn't care less what the other guests thought of her bedraggled appearance, especially after being suck here for three days. At the moment the focus of her attention was locked on the buffet counter serving breakfast. Her stomach rumbled at the smell of fresh bacon and eggs, among other foods. Even though she'd been trying to escape the little town of Rainey, its hotel certainly had a few perks.

As she scooped a generous helping of scrambled eggs onto her plate, Tallah's mind wandered to the previous night. She had slept very well considering her shadow buddy decided to make multiple appearances throughout the night. He seemed to be showing up more often lately. Maybe he was lonely. [i]I should set him up on a date with the shadow of that pretty mannequin I saw at the store. He could use a girlfriend,[/i] she thought, smirking to herself as she lathered a bagel in cream cheese. [i]Maybe that's what he wants from me: to be his matchmaker. Lord knows he could use the help.[/i]

Tallah finished off her heaping plate with a few strips of bacon and some sausage. She turned towards the dining room, her chocolate brown eyes scanning the empty tables as she pondered where to sit. Across the room, she spotted someone she hadn't seen before. [i]That's new.[/i] A dark skinned man with a shaved head and a hint of facial hair was sitting at a table by himself. He was watching the door kind of intensely, like he was expecting someone to walk in with a gun. She made a split second decision and strode across the room.

"Is this seat taken?" Tallah asked, although she didn't wait for an answer as she pulled out the chair across from him and plopped herself down into it. She lifted a forkful of scrambled eggs to her mouth and took a bite, letting out a satisfied sigh. "Oh man," she continued after swallowing. "It doesn't get better than this. This place has the [i]best[/i] complimentary breakfasts. I would know. I'm a scrambled egg expert - self-proclaimed, of course." She took another bite.

"Oh right," she looked up from her plate to meet the man's eyes. "You're probably wondering who the crazy girl that keeps talking to you is. My name's Tallah." She extended her hand across the table. "And who might you be, Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome?"