Chinese Resturant

A nice little resturant where chinese food is cooked up and happily served to whomever orders from them.

Pestilence drove through downtown with Josephine in his passenger seat. "So for what reason did you say you were stuck out in the cold?" he asked her as they drove through the streets. His attention span wasn't the greatest at times, especially not when socializing. It must have been centuries since he last had an actual conversation with someone he wasn't trying to kill. The idea fascinated him, but if this girl turned out to be nothing more than he expected, she must disappear like all the others, lest he allow his origins to be released to the world. But if his brothers ever found out. They would come for him.

Relaxing to the sounds of deep guitar notes and thythmic drum beats, Josephine had hardly heard "Pearce" when he spoke. She squirmed a moment when he disturbed her rest and sleepily blinked her eyes open like a lazy cat.
"I didn't," she replied in a mumble.
As she sat up again, she stretched first one leg out to the floor, then her other. Simultaneously, she pressed her head and shoulder into the plush seat of the car and gave a quiet mew, wriggling into an upright position. She spent a moment, dazed, and looked about the car; her habit of zoning out often left her wondering just where and why she had gotten into a specific place. Bright lights from outside the car, swishing past like streams rather than single points, distracted her easily, and she leaned her cheek on the cold window.
"Why are you so interested?"

"You just remind me of someone I knew long ago", he said slowing down and turning the car around the corner, "Here we are" he said putting on the emergency break as they stopped. "Sure hope you like this place as much as I do" he said, stepping out of the vehicle, as he walked in the door an old Chinese man greeted him, "一个表，请" Pestilence spoke in Chinese, the man nodded and pointed to a vacant table near the window, 非常好，谢谢你" he said, walking over to the table "Have what you want, the meals on me" he said pulling a cigar out of his shirt and lighting it.

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