Who would have thought that with Serge’s background, his education and his talents that he would end up sitting in a run-down biker version of hooters, reading a book and eating dinner as a part of his job. Actually, it was not as a bad as you would think. In fact listening to her converse with guests along with her coworkers while munching away on some rather decent food made this job all the more bearable. The poor girl had it rough compared to Serge and he wasn’t going to degrade her job just because it was something he wouldn’t do. Instead he sat quietly, stayed out of her way and let her do her job to the best of her abilities; which was impressive to say the least. Since something like this wasn’t within his scope of practice, he could appreciate her attention to detail.

As the night rolled on, Serge ate his food with more grace than the bar seemed to process and continued on his read. That was until he overheard a rather aggressive drunk get at his client. It started out simple, little sly comments or flirtatious faces that would cause his blue gaze to move from the pages to peek at the individual from over his glasses. It wasn’t until the man began to follow her around the bar that Serge found himself more and more irritated.

“Come on baby…” The drunken man said practically leaning over the countertop at her. “You’re smokin’ hot and a total babe, just one night of fun. Come on… ditch work and let’s go get our groove on.” His sly remarks continued and from his corner, Serge slid his book mark into the pages and shut the cover. Placing the book down he pulled his glasses from his face and gently folded them together, placing them on top of the hard over.

“But sweetie, I’m what ya need. I’m what ya desire… a big strong hard working man. Plus I got a huge d…”

“Excuse me.” Serge’s voice cut off the man before he could continue to bug Lu anymore. “I think you need to leave this woman alone so she can continue to do her job with ease.”

The man who had been bothering Lu for the past two hours leaned on the counter to turn his body and look drunkenly at Serge who was standing straight up with his hands in the pockets of his jeans. “What the fuck do I need your opinion for? How about you just fuck off?”

“I think it might be best if you leave for the night. It sounds like you have had enough and could probably benefit from a cab ride home.” His voice was calm, as if he had been dealing with people like this all of his life but, there was a sense of coldness radiating from him. He didn’t like this guy and there was no doubt about that.

“I said fuck off.” The man said leaning towards Serge, as if he expected Serge to move or flinch under his lean; unfortunately it didn’t happen.

“Miss.” He called out to the blonde near the end of the bar, “Will you please phone a cab? I will help this man outside so he can get home safely.” 

“To hell you are!!” The man shouted back as he pulled back a fist and swung.

Seeing it from the corner of his eye, Serge dodged quickly by jerking his upper body in the opposite direction of the swing. The man stumbled forward and looked madder than he did before. “How about you and I go wait outside for the cab?” was probably not what the man wanted to hear from Serge, which would explain why he came back up and gave another swing.

This time when Serge moved, he brought his hands from his pocket and grabbed the guy’s wrist. Turning the man around, he pinned his arm behind his back and shoved his face directly into the bar top. His practiced movements were quick and ready for the man’s attack and it proved effective as the man grunted on impact. “My apologies,” He said turning his gaze to Lu, “You will have to clean the counter top again, it looks like he might have drooled.” Than his gaze moved to the blonde who seemed a bit dumbfounded at the thing she had just seen. “Miss?” He questioned giving her a look that can only be described as ‘hello?’ before she mentioned something about the cab arriving shortly.

“Fantastic.” He said as he grabbed the collar of the man’s shirt and yanked him off the bar with relative ease. “I will escort you out.” With that he began to push the man who seemed more stunned than anything else. Things like ‘I thought there was going to be a fight’ and ‘I’m glad that punk is gone, he was starting to piss me off’ along with, ‘Huh, I didn’t know that silent guy was so quick’ began to flutter around the regulars.

It wasn’t very long before Serge returned inside acting as though nothing had happened before he placed himself back in his seat and slid his glasses back onto his face. He left his post… boy the guys were going to give him hell for doing that… You weren’t supposed to leave the side of your client unless asked to but something told him if he didn’t see the punk into the cab, he’d end up being a problem all night. Serge knew he owed Lu an apology for leaving her like that and would deliver it later. After taking a quick drink of water, he opened his book to his marked page and went back to reading.