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Marcus walked up to the table with some apprehension.
“Is someone sitting here?”
He noticed the other glasses on the table.
“Nope, go ahead,” replied Veva, not moving her eyes away from the newspaper in front of her.
“Do you eat here often?”
“Nope, first time,” replied Veva; again not making any move to look up.
“What did you order?”
“Sorry, but don’t you see I’m trying to eat?” Veva asked.
Marcus was taken aback a little but for the first time in a long time he felt more relaxed than ever.