"Uh, why is he here too?" Mrs. Sheila rolled her eyes at Zach beside her as she sat down next to Rita.
It doesn't matter, Zach didn't see it. Zach was tilting his head in front of the magazine opened in Morelin's hand - a fashion magazine, and said something like this, "Since when? Have you started to care about the women's clothing release of 'Kozier'?"
"It started when he invited me to become his partner." Mo Ruilin answered without changing his face. At the same time, he closed the magazine in his hand and smiled at Mrs. Sheila, "I arrived early today."
"I took a shortcut." Mrs. Sheila calmly moved her shoulders and called to the waiter, "Milk, full fat, double sugar."
This is a family restaurant, so there's nothing weird about this request, just don't—
“Need scrambled eggs…”
The round eyes on the wrinkled face locked directly on the waiter.
"Uh...milk, whole fat, double sugar! Coming soon!"
Zach didn't pay attention at all. He still tilted his head and looked at Morelin, "Did Oz invite you to become his partner?"
Morelin had to turn his attention from Mrs. Sheila back to Zach, "Oz." He repeated Zach's name, "Are you so close already?" Called by name.
Zack shrugged slightly and gave him a 'read me' look.
Morelin waved his hand, "The point of being in such a noisy place is that I don't need to 'listen' to anything." The voices of the heart and the voices of people are mixed together, and the mind-reader does not need to distinguish what is said by a person and what is not. It's what people hide in their hearts, and it's all mixed up in a noisy mess anyway. Mind-readers can also play, and the place of pain in Danny the Illusionary (Eve once fucked Danny in this West End market) is a pure place for mind-readers~
Zach tilted his head and didn't explain much. Anyway, he opened his heart and Morilin could read it at any time if he wanted to know.
Immediately, Zach clapped his hands and smiled at Mrs. Sheila who had just arrived, "Sheila." As a greeting, "So, what are we going to do next?" He said with an expectant look on his feet, "I will accept any arrangement. Happy to participate~”
"Why." Mrs. Sheila looked at Rita again, "He is here."
Zach straightened up his appearance and smiled, "I'm a free man, why am I not here~" Ignoring this tone, because he was about to be slapped in the face.
"Oh, he escaped~" Rita shook her head, and the two hoop earrings that fell on her shoulders swayed back and forth, "He can't stay in Grande anymore~"
Zach still kept smiling, "Haha, that's not right. I can stay wherever I want, but..." Zach raised his eyebrows, acting like I don't need to explain myself to others, "Now, I Want to stay here.”
"It's shame~" Rita was not prepared to show any mercy to Zach at all. She whispered, approaching Mrs. Sheila, "As the first vampire to have a wizard, he is also the first vampire to lose his wizard. Haha. He can't protect the people around him, Benjamin doesn't want him anymore, Louise is working, Alice is in school, no one needs him! Even Hank blames him for ruining Grande's reputation~He is, haha, Can’t stay any longer…”
Zach interrupted very calmly, "Rita, have you awakened?" Otherwise, how can we speak the voices of our vampires
"No~" Rita replied with a blink, and then continued to smile at Mrs. Sheila with an infinite gossip look, "But, ha~ it's so obvious~ right~"
Mrs. Sheila had no interest in Zach's gossip. She curled her lips and said, "So he came to harass us? Uh. That's great."
"Haha~ Just think of it as comforting this poor man~" Rita stroked Zach's hair. This was not offensive. Rita loved physical contact. There was no place on Zach's body that she had not touched.
Zach actually didn't hide and kept smiling, "Then, I'm looking forward to what we do next..."
"Please don't." Mrs. Sheila only took a sip and drank the milk that the waiter had just brought. She curled her lips and glanced at Rita and Morelin. "We'd better get together some other time. We're just doing business today." ." He stared at Zach without concealment, "Humph, don't take it to heart, but this is my attitude towards you, as revenge for you dumping the Charismatic and Siren on me."
Why. Regarding this, do you still remember that Zach forcibly reconstructed the facts and almost 'tricked' Mrs. Sheila to put aside the contradictions in racial ethics (the winged people are the maternal lineage of Siren and Charismatic) and take over Bishop Manor.
Zach still kept smiling, "I deserve it." He silently took out the snack can...
Rita smiled, but there was expectation on her face, "So! Is there anything good lately?!"
Mrs. Sheila took out a list from her pocket, "It's quite a lot." She handed it to Rita, "There have been a lot of banquets recently..."
Where do you think those second-hand high-end goods in the "five dollar store" on the corner of Austin come from
"There are some bags and clothes, and even some jewelry..."
Rita's eyes were shining, she held the list and read it carefully, casually, "I don't want the jewelry~Trouble~"
Don’t think in a bad direction yet—
Rita raised an eyebrow, "Oh my god! 'Cozier's' handbag! I actually returned this thing!" Rita immediately took the magazine that Morelin had just put down and flipped through it, "Cozier is in Women's Clothing Accessories The first batch of new products, limited edition!" He stared at Mrs. Sheila, "Who! Don't want such a precious bag?!"
"Precious?" Mrs. Sheila shook her head, "For people in the West District, nothing is precious. Huh." She smiled inexplicably at Rita, without any malice. They were true friends, if Zach hadn't been here. , the atmosphere will be better, "How precious can it be if it is sold for five yuan in your store."
"Haha~ I won't sell this thing~ I want to keep it for myself~" After saying that, she actually glared at her father, Mo Ruilin, "If someone hadn't rejected Kezier's invitation, I wouldn't care about these either. !”
"I am your father, not someone else." Morelin smiled indifferently.
Zach, on the other hand, raised his eyebrows, "You rejected Oz's invitation?" Unfortunately, no one paid attention to the already unpopular guy.
Rita continued, still curious, "Who is it? Don't want a bag like this?"
"Mrs. Falcon." Mrs. Sheila shrugged, "At a dinner party the day before yesterday, she seemed to have had a dispute with Mr. Falcon, and left in anger early. After the banquet, when the person from my custody office called to inquire, Falken Erken directly said no."
Therefore, these high-end goods are not stolen, but are the result of people in the West District not cherishing them.
Rita shook her head, "It's her loss~" with a satisfied look on her face, "My gain~" and impatiently, "Anyway, we have to make another appointment to get together! Then let's go! Sheila! I'm going to see my limit now Bag!" As he stood up, he also pulled Mrs. Sheila to stand up. He was so eager that he even took the cane aside for Sheila in advance - as if he was using all his strength.
Mrs. Sheila shook her head with a smile, took the cane that Rita was holding with difficulty, glanced at Morelin, and ignored Zach, "Let's go first."
Morelin just nodded.
"You missed something." Zach pointed to something left on the edge of Mrs. Sheila's seat. It fell out when Mrs. Sheila took out the list just now - a red knot wrapped around something like a pack of cigarettes.
Mrs. Sheila glanced at it, frowned, picked it up casually, hesitated for a moment, took off the knot, and prepared to put it back in her pocket. The cigarette was thrown away casually. Without saying thank you to Zach for reminding him, he was taken away by Rita.
Accompanied by:
"What is this? A knot? I've never seen it before~"
"Picked it up on the road."
…
Zach, on the other hand, looked at the cigarette thrown away by Mrs. Sheila and raised his eyebrows, "I think I have seen that kind of cigarette somewhere."
Morelin didn't react at all. He finished the coffee in front of him and prepared to stand up. "It's just that the temperature is getting colder, you start to feel numb, and you start to want to smoke."
To be honest, vampires, at least Zack, don't like cold temperatures, which dull his senses.
For a moment, Zach didn't remember where he saw that kind of smoke. We should remember! It was a new product of "Rimmel's Concentration" that Sissi had just taken out from Reiput, and had been snatched and crumpled into a ball by Zack, and thrown to Sam to dispose of. We should also remember that Sam did not dispose of the pack of cigarettes and put it away himself.
Zach shook his head and was too lazy to think about it. He didn't want to read that he was thinking about a pack of déjà vu cigarettes when Morelin was willing to read about him! He stood up after Mo Ruilin, a little helpless, "Then what should we do now?"
"Let's go to church." Morelin glanced at Zach, helpless, "You won't follow me all day today, will you?"
Zach bore his own pain and pursed his lips, "After the funeral over there this morning, noon, I won't bother you any more."
"Very good." Morelin was really straightforward and shook his head, "All morning. You drive." He threw the key to Zach.
"Remind me." Zach didn't refuse. Both vampires and Alphas had done this kind of thing like driving for Morelin. When they first came to Barton, the mind-reader took them in when Anthony didn't want two aliens staying in his small apartment for the time being. Zach and Benjamin both did odd jobs for the mind-reader - paying for Zach's clothing. Taste, “What are we going to church for?”
"Church." After getting in the car and fastening his seat belt, Morelin habitually pulled it on his shoulder - he usually had a measuring tape hanging on his shoulder, a tailor's habit, "The church here has collected some donations. There are some old clothes left that are damaged and cannot be donated directly, so we will collect them.”
That's why Rita was always mending things at the dollar store.
Let's talk about something Zach remembers. Our vampire smiled, "Does the church still give you the original deal now, repaired clothes, 50/50?" The five-yuan store only relies on the West End people's lack of appreciation, but there is no future. Most of the goods are still Relying on this kind of labor transaction with the church, "After all, he is a fallen angel now..."
"Thirty-seven points." Mo Ruilin answered directly and pointed in the direction, "You still remember the way."
"Remember." Zach smiled. In fact, it was quite pitiful. The only alien in Baton that Zach could really count as a friend was Morelin. Although Morelin never gave Zach a discount, "Fallen Angels are okay." Will manage…”
"I am three, and the church is seven." Morelin looked at Zach with some humor. What could be more pleasant than continuing to hit someone when he is at his lowest point~
Zach raised his eyebrows. Of course, vampires drive very well and never take their eyes off the road. "Less than the previous deal? Why?"
"Haha, because of your mayor friend. You should know how much Anthony likes to squeeze the value of fallen angels." Morelin smiled, looking indifferent, "So, fallen angels can only squeeze us people benefits.”
Zach thought for a moment and nodded, understanding. Anthony has used the church controlled by the fallen angels for public relations not once or twice. The city government often comes up with initiatives - blood donation, donation, publicity... The church of the fallen angels was the first to be pushed down. Now the homeless shelter in the North District controlled by Quinn, Ghoul Harrison's shelter, is in need of supplies. Quinn's main funds are actually used to promote Smith's legalized 'drugs'. Other supplies, such as clothing and food, can only rely on social donations. So one by one, the five-yuan store's supply of goods was naturally compressed.
But don’t be too angry and think that the people in the West District just pick out their wallets to oppress these people who are already at the bottom. If the people of the West Side do it all, what else does the rest of the city need to do. Only when everyone takes action can we have a sense of community, right
Reminiscing about the past can only go so far. Zach has a strong premonition that if he continues, Morelin will suggest to Zach that in order to welcome the winter, the vampire should consider adding some winter clothes.
Being first is important, "Then, haha, you have to tell me about Oz's invitation to you." Zach smiled, "Did you know he gave me a Grande discount card? I haven't used it yet. If you join Cozier, those cards won't have to gather dust in the Grand." Loyalty among friends is important, though Morelin never gave Zach a discount.
"Haha, does Grande still need that kind of thing now?" Morelin smiled and waved his hands, then he looked thoughtful, "Don't worry about what Rita said, I will consider the answer I gave to Cozier, Now, I’m still thinking about it.”
"What are you considering?" Zach raised his eyebrows, "You know that strictly speaking, you are relatives and a family. This is a family business."
"Far distant relatives." Morelin tilted his head, "I highly doubt that we still share the same blood."
After all, the story of the mind-reading family's split is as old as Toledo's days in the Secret Alliance.
"Believe me, it's still the same bloodline." He shrugged, "Unless the ability to read minds has nothing to do with bloodline."
Morelin glanced at Zach and said calmly, "I'm still thinking about it." (.)