Rosemary always gave a hunter the benefit of the doubt. If she saw them, that meant they saw her and probably long before she had seen them. If she saw her, they knew what she was and were already coming up with half a dozen ways to skin her. It was never a comforting thought, for sure, but a thought she had to make sure to have. She couldn't assume that maybe she had slipped under a hunter's radar. Assuming could be dangerous. Worst case scenario, she'd have to make a run for it. So she ran. It had worked so far. She had yet to meet a hunter that could outrun a wolf. This hunter had a truck though and she wasn't sure if she could outrun it.
Maybe he wouldn't mind a little .... friendly race to see.
So she wasn't surprised one bit that Caleb (she wondered how that name would feel on her tongue) instantly figured her out. Plus, she figured that Royce had mentioned her real name to Hamburger Boy, in case a situation like this were to come up. Rosey doubted though that Royce thought she'd ever be stupid enough to actually go into the place the guy worked at. Dayle probably thought something along the same line as the brunette shot her a quick look. It was hard to show any shame at not including that piece of information but Rosemary did try to show it nonetheless. She shrugged with half a grin showing up on her face. "Maybe I forgot to mention that. Except I didn't really forget. I just didn't say so." To be fair, it hadn't come up. Okay, it had when Dayle had asked her about Hamburger Boy Caleb. That would have been the perfect time to mention the fact that her new toy happened to come with sharp, pointy things.
And now that her mouth was moving again, the words were easy to find. She still had no idea what she was supposed to say. Dayle had kind of thrown her into the fray here. Wasn't there supposed to be more spying, more observing before actually approaching subject? Maybe Dayle was wishing she had done more of that now that she knew Hamburger Boy was actually a Hunter. But that wasn't going to change things. There was no hunting allowed here so it wasn't like he could go after them. "He seems nice." Rosemary went on in an attempt to reassure her brunette accomplice. "Plus, he smells delicious, like burgers! How could anyone who smells like food be bad? Of course, if one was trying to lure in a hungry werewolf, smelling like a hamburger would be a way to go about it." Said she who was ruled by her stomach.
That was going to get her into trouble one of these days. But not today. Not just yet.
And now that she had food on the mind, she couldn't help lifting her nose and filling it with the circus of smells coming from the kitchen in the back. It wasn't just the smell of food that was coming at her. Whatever shampoo or soap Caleb used was doing stupid things to her brain. The smell of him was deeper than that but goodness, whatever it was, she wished she was closer to smell more of it. How in the world was she gonna do that when everyone was going to be telling her to stay away?
Dayle and Caleb were talking about something (she had spaced out from the smell of her hunter boy) but when there was a space of silence long enough, she popped forward on the counter with an eager grin. "Hey, is that 'help wanted' sign out front still good?"