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[color=C8C7CB][b]Time:[/b][/color] Noon
[color=C8C7CB][b]Location:[/b][/color] Alexei's
[color=C8C7CB][b]Interaction with:[/b][/color] Elias [@Helo], the old guy next to Alexander [@FunnyGuy]
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Vivian’s smile widened when Eli agreed to adding extra shots to her order. She figured this would make her slightly tipsy by the start of shift, but it wouldn’t be the first time. [color=C8C7CB]“You’re the best, Eli.”[/color]

Vivian took it as her cue to start heading out of the break room when Elias appeared to have spotted Alexander Drake outside. She quickly collected her things laid out on the table and stashed it away on a shelf by the door. [color=C8C7CB]“An acclaimed artist? No wonder he’s rich.”[/color] She found it a bit surprising that he was well-known around town, but then again, hard not to be when you were wealthy in a relatively small town. It was more surprising to hear that Elias seemed wary of the guy—she always got the impression that there was little that could scare him. He always seemed to deal with bar fights and rowdy patrons effortlessly. 

[color=C8C7CB]“I’ll be careful, but I’m sure it’s no big deal.”[/color]

With her pool cue in hand, Vivian quickly emerged from the break room and headed towards the bar. Upon glancing at the patrons, she abruptly stopped in her tracks. [color=C8C7CB][i]Fuck.[/i][/color] Two men were seated by the bar. She was told that Alexander Drake was some [i]old, rich[/i] guy, but was not given any specific description to identify him by. One of two men was certainly old, the other appeared much wealthier—admittedly, Vivian also thought the latter could have stepped right out of the cover of a men’s magazine. [color=C8C7CB][i]Which one of them is Alexander?![/i][/color] After a brief moment of thought, she decided it was hard to judge someone’s wealth by appearance alone, but age was clear to see. It almost felt disappointing to come to the conclusion that Alexander might not have been the attractive guy in a button-down and tie.

Vivian walked up to the older patron. [color=C8C7CB]“Hey, I'm Vivian. Are you...Alexander Drake?”[/color]