The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

After sitting down again, Zac naturally took out his square wine bottle, the cap just unscrewed. Eight? One ★ Chinese? Chinese? Net. ww.81ｚw.com ■

"We don't allow alcoholic beverages here." The girl frowned.

Zac was a little stunned and looked at the waiter's badge for the first time, "Georgina, I'm an alcohol addict. I need alcohol."

Zac said with a smile, seems to be talking about a serious matter.

"Hey, Georgina, is there anything wrong with you?"

Georgina spent too much time with Mike and Zac, and has already attracted the attention of other shop assistants. The male waiter behind the counter crossed the counter and walked over there, asking aloud.

Georgina pursed her lips, and Zac's smile made her unable to say anything for a moment. She held the order tightly, and finally turned her head back and waved the order in her hand. "

"Oh." The barman nodded and looked at the two sitting guests, not seeing anything special. It's just that the metal bottle, which is obviously a wine bottle, shows that the smiling gentleman is obviously not interested in the drinks in the store.

"Don't forget to recommend the brownies we specially supply today." The barman finally reminded him and returned to the counter.

Georgina wrinkled her smooth forehead, because Mike was already asking what Brownie was.

"If wine is added, I'll be happy to order one." Zac said with a smile.

Georgina was clearly not in a good mood and did not answer Mike's question. After ordering, she added today's special confession and left the table.

[Time Wizard] is a coffee shop, so you do n’t have to worry about ordering too much, because there are not many servings. After all, these foods are just for snacks with drinks. But when the small table was filled with various butterflies, Zac was still helpless.

Georgina fiddled with it for a long time to find an empty seat and left the bill. Bayi ◆ Middle? ▼ ● Wenww.81zw.com? She obviously didn't want to communicate with the guests. She finished her work. Even the basic ‘what else do I need? Without asking, Xun left and hid back to the counter. But occasionally, Zac can still see it with his afterglow, the head that is looking here. The vampire had to do the same, elegantly cut the corner of the brownie with a small fork and put it in his mouth. After all, it's a coffee shop, it's red wine.

James didn't let them wait too long. The young detective pushed open the door of the cafe. Instead of searching for Zach, he looked at Georgina.

"Hi." James actually gave a shy, polite feeling, "Are you busy today?"

"It's okay." Georgina did the same, her eyes staring at each other, the corners of her mouth bent unconsciously, showing good-looking teeth.

It was so anxious for half a minute that the girl remembered other things. Her face was a little weird, "Your, um, friend. Over there."

James seemed to have worked hard before pulling his gaze in the direction Georgina pointed, and then his face went through a very unnatural transition and became unpleasant.

"They are not your friends, right?" Georgina of course noticed the change in James's look and lowered her voice.

James shook his head helplessly, if he didn't know how powerful the vampire's hearing was, maybe he would honestly admit not. But now, he can only say against his heart, "Uh, that's right, it's related to work at work."

Georgina opened her eyes and nodded stunnedly. Informant? Undercover? witness? ... the countless kinds of fantasies traversed in the minds of girls are not something we can know. But it seems to explain why James was not happy to see each other twice.

Georgina began to introspect herself, is it a bit of a bad attitude.

James frowned and walked to the table where Zac was, first glanced at the strange Mike with doubt, and then focused his attention on the food and drink, "What are you doing?"

"Sit down, James. Eight? One ★ Chinese? Chinese? Net. Ww.81zw.com ■" Zac looked sideways, looking at James with a smile, "If you can't solve these, then I can only take it back to Jin. I think you, like me, do n’t want to indulge his gluttony. "

James's face collapsed completely, and the shadow of Kim's gluttony was still there. Especially Mrs. Coulson, when he saw him, he would prepare a pile of food.

"Who is this?" James looked at the stranger sitting at the table, hesitating not knowing where to sit.

"Mike." Mike the demon priest stood up politely and reached out his hand. "Nice to meet you."

"Detective Detective Lance." James frowned. Who knew whether Mike was a surname or a first name, so he made an official address and took the other's hand. There is no special feeling like low temperature.

"You know each other now." Zac smiled. "Very well, Mike is Crowley's men and a pastor. I am his guide to the world outside the church ..."

James didn't listen to Zac's later words, because in the 'Crowley's hand', there was a sense of inexplicable disgust on the palm just held by the other party. Starting from the right palm, go to the forearm, the upper arm, the shoulder, and the brain.

Zac closed his mouth and narrowed his eyes to look at James. He seemed to underestimate James' dislike of Crowley, but, as for?

Vampires are incomprehensible, and the feeling of being raped and raped in the soul has no analogy in the life course of vampires.

"Why is he here." James' voice was cold and low.

Zac thought, whether James's dislike of Crowley was left, or helped him overcome the psychological obstacle that the vampire could not fully understand?

Mike could feel the hostility spread out from James' body. He asked nervously, "Detective Lance, what's wrong? Did I do something that offended you? If so, I'm sorry I'm not used to this ... … "

"To shut up!"

The sudden violent sound of James attracted the attention of everyone in the cafe. Of course, the most important thing was the Georgina who was paying attention here. She looked worriedly here, and although it was confirmed that James was angry with the person who had the problem, her glance at Zac was not very friendly.

Zac frowned, not attracting his attention. He glanced at the barman and Georgina who were coming here. Zac stood up from his seat and patted James on the shoulder. The detective had realized that he had caused unnecessary attention, and his thick eyebrows squeezed tightly towards the middle.

"James, let's go to your house, just the two of us. Can you let Georgina take care of Mike for a while?" Zach's thoughts haven't come to fruition yet, no matter what the result is, let Mike continue to stay. In James's vision, it is not wise.

James glared at Zac.

Zac's mouth was ripped, and he seemed to be dissatisfied with James' thinking about it, "Brand, James, anyone can see her name, how boring do you think I am."

James's face eased a little, but only a little. Leaving a demon in the coffee shop was obviously not the result James wanted.

Zac didn't give James extra time to think, and smiled at the barman and Georgina, "Can you please look after our friends from other places? Lance and I need to leave temporarily."

Speaking of these, Zac placed a few photos of Dole on a table full of food and drinks. "It's more trouble for Georgina to continue to introduce food to my friends."

James wanted to speak and was stopped by Zac's hand on his waist, his face darkened again. Zac smiled and looked at Georgina. "My friend hasn't walked outside for a long time. Many things are not understood. I hope you won't mind."

Zach seems to deliberately deepen some misunderstanding. James Lance, as a 'friend' in the work of a detective, will be in a bad mood on occasion of a break. On the working day, he will deliberately come from the police station to meet, plus' A long time did not come out '.

Let the imagination fly.

Georgina observed James's expression, reluctantly, and did not know what to do otherwise. The girl suddenly smiled, and two hollow dimples appeared under her cheeks like a normal and cheerful cafe waitress. She patted the back of a male colleague who came together, "I'll get it done."

The male waiter shrugged and turned around, "Red wine brownie, please in the shop." After appeasing the frightened guests, he joined the ranks of giving snacks with other colleagues.

This is not a loss. Zac left enough tips, and Georgina took out one piece and filled it.

Georgina had walked over to Mike, who was still standing and at a loss. He took the menu and smiled and nodded to James. Then he gave Mike a detailed introduction to the ingredients and methods of making the various names on the menu.

Zac pressed his hand on James' waist slightly, and James had to nod at Georgina finally and walked out.

Just out of the cafe, Zac released his hand subconsciously, blocking the strong sunlight. James actually refrained from bursting immediately, but walked silently through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the cafe and turned into the attic alley.

I don't know if it's the best use of things, or James' identity makes him disdain the stairs. But it was only two floors. James walked to the innermost, his exclusive elevator, silently pulled up the fence, stepped in, pushed the wrench, and after a shock, the elevator began to move up slowly.

Zac put away the bottle in his hand and looked at the silent James with a smile, "Why don't you get angry because I want to threaten you again?"

There was a small hole in James's coat, which came out of the lower back. It was the nail of the vampire.

The dim light in the lift channel projected the lift ladder like a cage on the two people. James's lowered head was slightly on the side, and Zack glanced away. "It's useful."

Zac frowned, this was the rudest "thank you" he had ever heard. James has stiff wings.