Al had never been to Frank's Place before. Being cross town from him and having somewhat of a reputation he had avoided it in the past.
After a rough day at work, however, Al needing to relax and have a drink. Somewhere he wouldn't be noticed.
Looking around him Al smiled, pleasantly surprised. Invoking a pleasing ambiance with easy listening background music and just a few people dotted around the tables at early doors Frank's Place seemed somewhere good to relax after work.
Then he saw the lone woman, a beauty in his eyes, sitting nursing a drink. Fair skinned, with long dark hair and beautifully manicured fingernails on long slender fingers, Al found great difficulty in not staring, hoped she didn't notice. Quickly snatching and pocketing the flower from his lapel, he , picked up his drink and strode over to her table.
She looked up at him as he neared, with her calm, intelligent, ebony eyes and pouting painted red lips.
Reaching into her purse she screwed up the identical flower to his, saying, “I saw you come in, and seeing as my date has let me down, you are welcome to join me for a drink ...”