Red wine at night, sailor's delight. Or something. (Derek)

[Evelyn Stefani Bowers]

Evelyn had enough wine at her own restaurant and a bottle or two at home. But she worked in the restaurant most every day and she didn't always feel like hanging out there after clocking off. And home was nice but sometimes it was just nice to get out for a bit, after all there was more to life than just work and home. And this evening was one of those evenings where the mood grabbed her and she felt like stopping for a glass of wine someplace that wasn't the restaurant. Evelyn had been to the Glass Half Full a couple of times before so she decided to drop in for a while before going home. The place wasn't a cop bar so it was a better choice for someone in her line of work. Not that Evelyn had to worry about cops too much, she was very discreet and very cunning with her business deals and the cops had never been able to trace anything back to her or hers. Her and hers had come under suspicion once or twice in the past but nothing held. Still a bar with less cops around was easier to relax in. Evelyn stepped inside and made her was over to the bar and sat on the stool, "Evening." She greeted. "How are things?" She had been in a couple of times before so she wasn't a stranger, but she didn't have shares in the place either. She put her handbag on the counter and made herself comfortable, "Can I get a glass of wine, please." She ordered. Tag: Derek Schädler .

[Derek Schädler]

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[attr="class","Dereknert"]Derek heard a semi familiar voice. He turned around passing a smile off to the woman. “I supposed I could flip the question and ask how you are doing?” He liked to see familiar faces, it made the place seem more like home than anything else. He got the chance to relax now that he was no longer a cop and working longer hours. While he owned the bar, working it made things seem more personable and it gave him something to do.

Evelyn had been in here plenty though the face was unmistakable. Though he wasn’t quite sure what type of wine she wanted. “Red, white, blush. French, Italian?” He threw out a bunch of questions as he got a clean wine glass from the mix. He might as well work while he waited on a response. The only thing worse than bad wine was getting the wrong wine.

∵ Evelyn Stefani Bowers∵

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sometimes it’s not so easy

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[Evelyn Stefani Bowers]

"I'm pretty good. Business is going well at the restaurant. Past practically all of our inspections with flying colours." She replied fairly chipper. "Aww you don't remember what I usually have?" She said with a playful pout when he asked her what type of wine she wanted. "That means I haven't been coming in here and drinking enough. I'll have to fix that." She joked. Honestly Evelyn knew he had enough faces coming through the place and that he couldn't remember everyone's usual and she was really just playing with him. "Red, please." Some times she'd have a chardonnay, but the majority of the time she ordered red. "I don't mind which one, just whatever is good." She shifted on the stool getting comfortable and crossed her arms on top of the bar, "So are you still seeing that girl?" She asked casually. It was part nosiness and part making friendly conversation. Evelyn had a habit of trying to set people up once she got it in her head, and Derek had fallen onto her radar in that respect so she liked to keep a loose tab on his romantic life. He was a rather hansom man and she had a few single friends who would appreciate her giving him their number. Tag: Derek Schädler .

[Derek Schädler]

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[attr="class","Dereknert"]Inspectors were the worst. She seemed happy he chuckled along with her chipper personality as he reached for a wine glass. “This place is up next week to those jackals, it’s good to hear your place is doing well.” Then as quick as that conversation had started so had one about not drinking enough. Derek didn’t even drink anymore. That wasn’t really his thing. He’d been through the hellbent nights with no sleep and waking up puking in the morning from drinking too much. He’d got his act together for his daughter. She was older now but that still didn’t give him the right to act like a

When she said she didn’t mind which one, Derek went digging around for one of his better quality red wines. He gathered she got a good bit of Italian wine whenever she wanted it, so he went with one of the french wines. “I have a French blend you should try.” He knew she would be honest about the taste of the wine and that would help him out a bit when it came to his wine selection. The part he’d struggled with for a while.

That girl? Wait how did she know about Audrey? To his recollection he’d never told her about the short cute and very quirky model he was interested in. He liked to keep his romantic life a little more under the table so to speak. “I see lots of girls.” He knew exactly what Evelyn meant but he was avoiding the question in a very quirky manner. Derek hadn’t exactly thought things through when he’d started dating a model. For now, he was trying to stay out of the media. Audrey deserved to have a personal life that wasn’t covered by news cameras and Derek wanted to give her that.

Time to change the subject. "How is your son doing?" Oh drats Derek had forgotten her son's name but he could at least remember she had a son. That was a start.

∵ Evelyn Stefani Bowers ∵

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