A nice chat

As it turned out Caroline was a lab temp who spent most of her time with rats with various tumors. Her week was packed with mandatory overtime and so she liked to blow off steam on the weekends with her friends.

Alan listened to her talk while sipping a dark rum mojito. He couldn’t help his eyes from wandering every so often. Up close he could tell her breasts were c cup at least, she had a little weight on her, probably from long hours of lab work and stress. That was one thing for sure he gathered as she continued sharing, Caroline spent a lot of time stressed.

“Better that than bored, I suppose” Alan ruminates before having his thoughts interrupted.

“So what do you do? You from the area? I’ve seen you here before”

Alan scratched the back of his head awkwardly, “Yeah, little bit aways but this place is close to work you know? I work at a call center as the night shift manager?”

She grimaced, “So…telemarketing? You’re the assholes blowing up my phone at all hours?”

Alan chuckled “No, thank god no. We work with agencies that request various medical records from physicians, fun fact those records get lost more than you’d like to imagine.” He paused looking Caroline in the face, “I know it’s not all that exciting.”

She waved her hands dismissively “Oh no, it’s not that, it’s just weird. It’s one of those jobs you don’t think about existing, but I guess someone has to do it.”

“Yeah, unfortunately.” Alan finished his drink

“Don’t like your job then Alan?” she gave him a wry look.

“It pays for my hobbies and my food, that's all it has to do,” Alan signaled for his tab pulling out his credit card “At the end of the day, I can afford to drink alcohol and have time to sing here so it works.”

She laughed “That has to be the most pessimistic form of the glass being half full that I have ever heard. You’re an odd duck”

“Quack Quack” Alan looked over and saw that Caroline’s friends were getting up from their table and heading over.

“Shit,” Alan thought, was the night just gonna end like this? He tried to think fast. It felt so pathetic, so ridiculously pathetic if things fizzled out here. After he used that damn power and everything?

With that thought he leaned in and touched her leg trying to portray confidence “Hey, I’m after I close this tab, you want to continue this conversation somewhere else?”

The other times that he had used his power, it had been like sprinkling salt on a dish in a frying pan. What Alan was doing now was dumping the spice rack as he feverishly thought

“Trust, Lust, Acceptance, Pleasure, Happiness, Excitement,” He squeezed his eyes shut for a moment as if it might make it more potent

A voice called out from the doorway “Hey! Carol! We’re heading out, you coming?”

Slowly Alan opened his eyes ready to accept that he whiffed it when he saw Caroline's eyes half closed staring at him before leaning back. The look in her eyes, hungry, passionate.

“No, Have fun! I’m gonna stick around for a bit!” She called out to her friends before leaning in towards Alan

“My place is just around the block, let’s “talk” there”