"Do you have anything good for me?" Jenna asked as she slid into the booth and sat opposite a lanky man with a pockmarked face.
She had been desolate before Ron called her and immediately he did she had come to the dinner where he said they would meet. She disliked him but he had gotten her good stories so she needed him.
"I have some real juicy ones today." He said with a calculating smile. "What do I get for it?"
"You know that I am always good for it, if you tell me something that makes me happy I will make you very happy…" she said.
"Would you like something?" the waitress came by with a coffee pot and topped up Ron's mug and turned to look at Jenna.
"No I'm good, thank you." Jenna said a little impatiently. She was eager to get what she came for and leave, being around Ron made her skin crawl.
