You decide that anything that big merits a closer look. Carefully navigating your way through the evening crowd, you nod at a black man standing near a "Employees Only"-door. That's Leon, your former lover and a good contact to know around these parts. He smiles lecherously to you but doesn't leave his post.
You get to the table with the troll.
"Hi there gorgeous, mind if I sit with you?" you purr at him. The troll looks surprised for a second but then his face turns back into cool and he nonchalantly shrugs. Well, not quite the reaction you were hoping for but you aren't complaining - nimbly you slide to the other seat, across from him, the low table separating you two.
For several minutes you two just sit there in silence, both sipping your respective beers. 'Yuck, they should ban this stuff' you think, wondering how long will the troll gather his guts.
Finally the troll cannot stand the suspense anymore. He turns his head, staring at you openly for a moment before asking:
"Okey, what's the joke? What do you want?"
You take advantage of the long bench, slowly rising one of your legs into air, pretending to pull one fishnet-stayup bit higher, while advertising your sleek leg and thigh. You hear him taking a quick gulp from his beer. Finally you decide that enough is enough and turn to face him.
"Well, I'm waiting for ... a possible job offer in here tonight but I also think that I'm gonna need some backup for it", you speak softly but quickly. His eyes widen a bit, taking it in. You produce a tiny flame in your palm, letting him see it.
"So you look like you can handle yourself if shit hits the fan for real", you continue: "Are you interested?"
The troll ponders your offer for a while, before answering: |