This Seat Taken

"This seat taken?" She looked up coming out of her thoughts. Nova didn't recognize the deep voice and it had an accent to it that she couldn't place. 

"No, but I'm not good company." She told him flat out. Most of the time that had them walking away. Her tart tone. Did she look like she was sitting her to be picked up? He gave her a rather charming smile seeming amused by her statement. He was a good looking man, she didn't think that he was much older than her. His hair was dark, darker than hers. His eyes were a very ice green, he was freshly shaven and his clothes looked nice. Didn't scream money, but didn't scream poor either.

"Well better than boring company." She gave him a look. He gestured to the seat again and she shrugged.