Sam and Rose talked to no extant and about things that didn’t make sense. It was like they were trapped in an everlasting loop of exchanging meaningless words. At least that’s what they thought they were doing. Their food came not too shortly after their talk and as they started to indulge in their food the atmosphere around them became silent except for the light chatter of the other people in the restaurant. There was a certain person with who Sam wasn’t so comfortable. The dude was acting so suspicious it made Sam wonder who would hire such an inexperienced person to follow him around. He was as flattered to know that he was worthy to have someone follow him around but the person made it very obvious that they were following him. Sam thought that it was probably a tail his Uncle had ordered to follow him around but his Uncle knew better than to doubt his…… ‘methods’. ‘Well now he does have to worry’ Sam thought to himself.
“Aren’t you going to have something to drink?”