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Ariadne

Turns out the guy was the girl's ex-boyfriend and had tried to harass her because he couldn't understand why she would want to break up with him.

"Men," the lady who was heavily pregnant said with a nod, and we watched the police take care of the rest.

After that, we found ourselves in a drinks café, mostly because the other lady couldn't drink alcohol.

"Are you okay?" I asked, much unlike me, and she nodded.

"Thank you... For catching... Me,"

Seems like she had forgotten she was arguing over her reservations earlier.

"You are welcome."

"What would you like to have?" The waiter asked and I shook my head.

"I'm good, though I would like a packaged red velvet cake to go."

My dessert from the restaurant had sadly been crushed by the incident and I needed my sugar.

"Okay, ma'am,"

"I would like a smoothie."

"Okay, ma'am."

The lady left and we stared at each other.

"So... You're an actress, right?"

"I thought you did your research already."

"Yes, but you know..."

"Are you being this