Kist

Kist sees her as soon as he walks in. She's sitting at a table by the large picture window, the sunlight shining in making her look ethereal. She is the most beautiful woman he's ever seen. Everything about her is perfect, from the color of her hair to the expressiveness of her eyes. Kist saunters over to her table, leaning a hand on it and smiling at her, charming in appearance. "Hello, doll. This seat taken?"