[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=Goldenrod][center]Jo-Vaughn Holloway[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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 [sub][i]Location: Red Lake Cafe
Interacting With: [@Nallore] Olivia Johnson[/i][/sub][/center] [hr][hr]

With a plate of eggs downed and two glasses of orange juice savored, Jo-Vaughn lounged comfortably in his booth, allowing time for his breakfast to settle before any activity was required of him. It was in these moments of apathy that Jo usually partook in conversation, daydreamed in solitude, or took in the scenery of a town that he wasn't all to familiar with yet. This all accompanied by the cacophony of sound that regularly plagued the cafe. 

Sure the cafe was loud, and sure it wasn't rare to hear the sudden shatter and clatter of glassware when the Smith's girl was on duty. But it was the sudden outburst that followed today's usual bout that roused Josh from his dream. 

Not even ten feet away, a biker with a rather imposing figure seemed outraged at the Smith girl's most recent accident, as it likely effected him personally. He seemed enraged to the point of violence. Josh couldn't help but feel for both in the situation. The biker was understandably mad, having anything spilled and broken on person would require an obscene amount of washing, cleaning, and tending too, that wouldn't have come about if the Smith's girl had any sense of self-awareness and realized that busing tables and being clumsy wasn't the best of combinations. While mad, the biker had no reason to escalate the situation to the point of drawing every eye in the cafe to them. Yet the woman didn't need to be reminded of her flaws and certainty didn't need the attention being as shy as she appeared to be. 

[color=lightgreen]"Whats up Jo?"[/color]

Jo-Vaughn's gaze shifted from the altercation to the blonde woman leaning against his booth. He grinned, immediately recognizing the voice and it's owner as Olivia Johnson.

[color=Goldenrod]"Eh, nothing much, just eatin. Why don't you take a seat, tell me what's going on with you?[/color] he answered, gesturing towards the booth in front of him.