A first date.
Jowi arrived at the restaurant early, just to be safe. He was a little bit nervous, but he kept his cool as he awaited his date.
Monty Crue. A beautiful girl he had met just over two years ago during his earlier days at the Speedwagon Foundation. Looking back at it, he had been incredibly lucky to meet a girl like her. Talented, beautiful, smart, and caring.
He thought back to how she had reacted to him when they first met, and how he faked her out with his stand. He smiled, fondly remembering those days of his life.
As he snapped out of it, he saw Monty arriving, walking over to greet her, “Good evening, Ms. Crue. You look spectacular as always.”