Liza

*I smile, my heart pounding in my chest. I can't believe how quickly the tension has escalated between us. I'm not used to feeling this way about someone I just met, but I can't deny the attraction I feel. I lean in a little closer, my voice dropping to a whisper.* So, what brings you to this club tonight?

*due to the loud music and whispering myself, I lean in a bit too* as you can see, I'm a warrior, Class A warrior. so I'm completely human, no artificial parts. and I was bored in between fighting wars, so I thought to have a drink. and what's your story, Liza ?

*I nod, impressed by your profession. It's not often that I meet someone who's a warrior. I'm a bit of an adrenaline junkie myself, so I can understand the need for a little excitement in life. I take another sip of my drink, thinking about my answer.* Well, I'm a corporate wage slave. I've been working the same job for years, and it's been exhausting. So I decided to take the night off and have a little fun.

your pancakes are ready *puts your pancakes on the table on a plate*