[i]Hmm...Maybe I could...no, that won't work...[/i] Zac thinks to himself as he makes little notes here and there in his book, trying to work out the plans for a trick of his. He was so busy trying to figure out his own trick, while chewing on the end of his pen, that he didn't notice the man coming up to him until he spoke up. Looking up from his notebook, Zac takes the pen out of his mouth, smiles, and says, "Oh, no, I don't mind, feel free."

Closing his notebook, knowing it'd be rude to keep it out, Zac slips it and the pen back into his pocket before looking at the young man sitting across from him. Just a glance and Zac could already tell he was an example of his earlier thought, how people seemed to do as they pleased in Shine City. It was a bad thing by any means, of course, especially since Zac liked to consider himself the same type of person.

He was about to make conversation when a waitress appeared next to their table. "I have an idea of what I want, but I don't suppose a menu could hurt," Zac says, smiling as he turns to look at the waitress. When he looks at the girl, his brow furrows before he realizes why she looked familiar. "Oh, hey!" he says with a grin. "I didn't know you worked here." Holding his hand up to the girl, he says, "I'm Zac. You ran off before I could introduce myself."

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