He chuckled with her and teased. "Nah, they say it puts hair on your chest.. that's the only place I don't have any yet." Alcide winked at her, she was a nice lady, didn't pry and that he could respect. His brow raised at her yelling like that, he wouldn't put it past her to knock the shit out of someone that sassed her, that's if anyone was dumb enough to do so.
"Bon Temps." Well, that was where his house was, home would always be back in Shreveport. But ever since the damn fangers came out of hiding he hated it there to. Damn Eric Northman. "Nah, no secret. I'm not a man of secrets." Okay, except one. But in all fairness, it wasn't just his secret.
He gave a nod and sipped his coffee. "Yes ma'am." Alcide was raised with manners obviously. "Alcide Herveaux." Chances were she wouldn't be serving him often, but the place was just outside of town so he would probably come back every now and again.
He caught her looking to the side and raised a brow before he glanced in the same direction as her.