Alexander James Wood
"Six miles? Jesus, I don't think I could do that and still live," Alex said with a laugh. He sipped his coffee as Karishma chewed on her lip and felt the corner of his mouth tug up. "Six works for me, we can work on some nightfall photos if you're okay with that."
He watched the two banter a bit about her career in India and felt a bit lost at Gabe's comment. 'He could tell why she liked me so quickly? What's that supposed to mean?' he thought, but didn't want to bring it up. He didn't want to see stupid in front of the other two, instead he just smiled and nodded his head. He was about to answer her question when his phone started to vibrate on the table. With a sheepish smile he held up one finger before picking up his phone. "What's up, Ann?
"I know it's your day off, but I really need you in as soon as you can get back here. Kelly's gone home sick and I can't get this case filled along with the orders. I'm really sorry, love."
Alex sighed and looked over at the other two, lips pressed tight. "You're lucky I love you, you leprechaun."
"Thank you, thank you, thank you! I'll see you in a bit!"
"That was my boss, I've got to go in, the other decorator is sick and Ann can't run the place by herself. She wants me to come in, but it can wait until after we eat," he decided that she could wait. It's not like he had plans that night and it only needed filled for the next morning. After close was always his favorite time to work anyway, less people. Just then the waiter walked up and while it seemed impossible he shuffled closer to Kari and looked at him with a smug smile, "I'll have the Nutella crepes." He maintained eye contact with the waiter as the other two gave their orders until he walked away.
A little small talk later he brought out their food and Alex left his arm around Kari as he used on hand to eat, he could see the waiter looking at them from the back. He lifted his fork to her mouth and offered her a bite. After the meal was all said and done he handed the man his card before either of the two could argue. After the waiter returned with his receipt and card he made sure to still leave the man a tip. He knew that it's what they lived off of and he couldn't bring himself not to leave anything and 15% seemed like enough to him, little less than average, but still something. Standing up he held out his hand to help Karishma out of her seat before linking their arms together like they were on the walk there as they returned to the car. "I'll just bike back to work and text you later?"