The (other) waitress

Isaac managed to doze and play games on his computer for a while until Mrs Willis returned with the first of his business cards and marketing materials. He marveled over them for a while, wondering why he hadn't thought of this sooner. Abruptly, he got up and marched past the mature secretary taking the samples with him. Looking at these cards proclaiming him to be a executive director, or talent scout for fictitious agencies in the modelling, acting and musical worlds filled him with an incredible urge to try them out. This time he hurried through the park, and while it was tempting to try to stop one of the runners, he felt that perhaps his marketing was not quite right for them. He would think of something surely.

In almost no time though, he was out of it and back at Torrance's Diner, the little eatery he had wandered into earlier. He scanned the staff and was quite deflated to find that the barmaid he had admired earlier wsa no longer there. Damn, he thought. Her shift must have ended. He would have to come back another time.

"Can I get you something honey?" asked a different waitress approaching him.

Isaac sized her up with a critical eye. She didn't have the obvious attractions of the previous one but she was attractive enough in her own way he realized. Perhaps this wasn't a waste of time after all. "Sure. Coffee please. Uh, and some pie". He studied her as she delivered coffee to another table then turned to prepare his order.

After contemplating the blonde waitress's ass he sat slowly down and scanned the diner once more. There was another waitress that was actually quite hot too, and there were even one or two customers who might be worth considering. Isaac reached into his wallet and selected a business card. Howard modelling agency. Senior talent scout was what it identified him as, and provided both the address of Persuasion Inc and a phone number. He flipped it over in his fingers a couple of times, considering. Would this really work?

When the waitress brought his order back, he plucked up the courage and offered the card to her. "Say. uh. You look like you might be interested. No pressure or anything but we've been looking for someone like you. I think you would be great. You should come in for a chat anyway".

She plucked it from his fingers, squinted a little, looked at him dubiously, then back at the card. "So what is this? Some kind of scam?"

"No. And totally up to you, but if you're interested, give us a call and we can arrange an appointment for you to come in and do a couple of test shots".

"Huh!", she said looking uncertainly at the card and wandered off behind the counter.

Isaac ate his pie quietly and listened as the waitress dialed the number. "Hi, I, um, I've been given this card with your number on it" she started, "Uhuh. Right, so it says you're a modelling agency... yeah". Isaac could hear her discussing details with someone on the other end. He assumed it was Mrs Willis. "Yeah. 9.30 tomorrow. That would be great," she said excitedly. "Yeah. I can be there. Sure, Thanks".

The waitress continued to stare at the card in confusion long after he left the shop. Isaac hoped she would show up. However, the main thing he was happy about was that his test of his new way of attracting women to the office had been a success.

He was so engrossed in considering the application of his new lures that he was startled when his phone began to ring. He picked it up, saw a number he didn't recognize but swiped to accept anyway.

"Hullo".