Carlos [Chef]

He glances up at you, mumbling, Bartender... Another! ...Please. He drinks the last one, places the money, and- a paper with his number? He smiles dopily and stumbles up, firmly stating, ...Call me... -If...you want... He proceeds to leave to his cab. The next day, he's alert, and apparently remembers the previous night. He waves, taking a seat, flushed Hey...