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Grumbling with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth, he turns on the bright neon sign before kicking the door open and sticking a wedge underneath so it doesn't close. Yuri was hunched over a stack of newspapers from many different countries, and the cell phone at the ready.

He set up the sign that said, "HIRING! -- COME FILL OUT AN APPLICATION!" and then wandered back to his stool behind the counter; there was a new Russian cook in the back ((NPC)) cooking Vitaly some Blini's, it smelled fucking orgasmic inside the little resturant. He also set up some menus on the counter for any customers.

Wouldn't be a bad time for ~~females~~ people to interrupt his boredness.

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Paige walks in, she managed to get a couple of hours sleep before class, but still felt pretty rough.

She looks around for Vitaly biting her lip open relationship she tells herself

He literally jumped out of his stool when he looked up at her, he looked rather energetic, it might have been the hit from earlier. "Heyyy. You're back!" he rejoices, and hand jutting into his apron pocket to absent mindedly play with the vile of pure.

She smiles at him "yeah well I've just a pretty rough class so thought I'd come by for a little of that moral support you mentioned. And coffee."

She looks up at him "I was also hoping you could recommend something to eat, I've not really eaten anything today."

"Erm, lets see what the cook is making tonight"--he turns and hollers something in thick Russian before turning around, "Noodle soup with a glass of Prostokvasha, sounds good." he looks over at her for a yes or no, the cook at the ready.

She looks at him completely bewildered "erm and what is that exactly?"

She thinks a moment "actually I'll trust your judgement only this Prostokvasha? What's that? I mean how drunk is it gonna get me?"

With a large amount of laughter, he turns to the cook and orders him to cook it; the cook is chuckling himself as he cooks the noodles and potatos. "Prostokvasha is a nice cold drink, not going to get you fucking wasted unless you want some vodka in it, which I suggest won't taste that good." he makes a scrunched up face.

He's completely not answering any of her questions and he seemed kinda drugged up, but well whatever!

"That sounds fine, thank you." she continues to look at him wondering whether to suggest some sort of date, or maybe wait a while

"So, what's the need for my fucky moral support?" he asks her as he joins her at a booth far from Yuri, who looked like he was going to have a cow after reading the news.

Yuri smashed his fists into the table and grasped his head in frustration, "Fuck! No. No. Syria cannot stop the fighting, fucking shit!" he yells at the newspaper below him in a breathless voice.

Paige sighs, "I just got out of class with my ex, it was uncomfortable and there aren't really many people I can talk to or many place I can go anymore and as I remember you offered it right?"

She ignores the brother for now

He glances back at Yuri with an interested face, "I guess Syria fucked up the run, but anyways.."-- a pause as the cook came out with her food and drink--"Благодарность" he said a quick thankyou to the cook and turned back to the hot girl, "I think that guy who's your ex sounds like a jerk, why the fuck would he let you go?" his eyes scan her.

She smiles at him and tries the soup "irreconcilable differences," she says, "we just couldn't be togther any more so we called it a day, only now he's one of my teachers and it's all still a bit fresh."

She bites her lip fuck it! "Vitaly? You don't erm fancy going for a coffee or something do you? The pub seems to have cracked down on serving miners so The Haven's the only place to go now really. Although there might be some other bars" she adds

"Heyy, are you asking me out on a date" he arches a brow, leaning on his elbows closer to her.

Paige nods sallowing the soup, "I guess so yeah. Or just a drink, whatever."

With a grin, he turns around and hollers something in Russian to Yuri, who turns around and gives him a grimace like no other; he wasn't happy but nothing some pure can't heal! "Sounds good to me, Yuri'll take the place whenever you want to go." he licks his lips and takes out a cigarette, lighting it, he leans back on the booth seat.

"How's Friday for you? We could try and find a bar or something, I'd rather go somewhere with alcohol on a friday night. But I mean it's up to you really."

she gave him a flirty smile taking a drink yeah maybe an open relationship would work, maybe even Geoff would give her another chance

"A girl that likes to get shitfaced wasted, niiice." he grins and steals a sip of her drink. The cook did a really good job, obviously it was because he was Russian born.

She laughs "Well I like to remember what's gone on the night before,so I don't wake up with some random British guy again but yeah I like a drink. So I'll take that as a yeah then?"

Nodding, he gives her a rather happy look, it might've been the pure from earlier or the vodka from this morning just catching up with him but he'd only been here three days and had scored a hot babe and a date. Niiice.

She smile playing with her hair a little bit "Maybe you could call me to confirm or something? Organise where to meet?"

ok he's on drugs and sells guns, but he's cute and let's face it all the good ones had already been taken and Ripper had disappeared

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