Who: Mark Eisenhour and Nina Montgomery What: Job duties and meeting When: Wednesday evening Where: Astor Ridge lobby
Mark was working the night shift again. It seemed to be the easiest shift for him as most people barely moved at night, except a few of the younger party going residents. It was nasty outside from what he'd seen, and from the small adventure he played going outside to smoke on his break. Glancing at the clock he contemplated being able to sneak off for one of those quick breaks but then he heard footsteps and turned his attention to the direction they came from.
Mmmm... Nina Montgomery... He smiled warmly, able to consider that part of being friendly that went along with his job and not obviously satisfied by what he could see. Inwardly he cursed winter for being cold and causing pretty women to have to bundle up in their travels to and from. Nina was a much appreciated feast for his eyes, very much so in the summer especially. Part of him wondered where she was heading to, who she was going off to meet or who she'd bring home, but the sane part of his brain reminded him that wasn't in his job description fully. If she brought somebody back, yes, but if not and where she went, that wasn't his privilege to know.