Meeting at the cafe

Consal sat in his preferred chair at the cafe, sipping on the rich, dark liquid in his cup. The delicate sea breeze caressed his bearded face while half-naked servants continued to please his eyes. 

The glistering sweat on their delicious bodies continued to appear as the girls worked hard to serve all the guests at the establishment. 

"The hell are you doing here?" the middle-aged man asked, taking another sip. 

"I knew I could find you here," Jeah smiled, approaching the outdoor table and taking a seat in one of the free spots. "How is your health?" he asked. 

"Cut to the chase," Consal lowered his eyes at the young man. Unfortunately, his expression wasn't pleased at all. "I know you wouldn't waste your time to come here and just ask for my wellbeing," he said, spouting out facts without a care in the world.