first meeting: city of
Angel: So, do you… How late are you open?
Tina: Are you talking to …?
Tina turns around and knocks a cup of coffee off the table. Angel catches it.
Tina: Wow. Good reflexes... Well, thanks, these come out of my paycheck.
Angel: So, you’re, are you... happy?
Tina: What?
Angel: Well, you look sort off down.
Tina: You’ve been watching me?
Angel: No! I was looking towards there – and you kind of walked through – there…
Tina: You don’t hit on girls very often, do you?
Angel: No, it’s been a while. I’m sort off new in town.