[Rumlow immediately keyed in and tracked the approach of the dark-haired younger man he expected to be the one that he was meeting. Guy definitely had a cop swagger for all that civilian clothing did to hide a bit of it. There was a man who knew the value of authority but there was something else too... he couldn't quite place it.
He smirked and shifted the roll of paper under his arm in a casual shrug. He too wasn't uncomfortable, but he had already searched out the obvious exits and counted the number of possible threats.]
Pal, I say what I mean. [But not necessary mean what he says.] You got a table you already?
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He smirked and shifted the roll of paper under his arm in a casual shrug. He too wasn't uncomfortable, but he had already searched out the obvious exits and counted the number of possible threats.]
Pal, I say what I mean. [But not necessary mean what he says.] You got a table you already?