"Is this seat taken?" she calmly and belatedly asked.
"It is now," the big man smiled.
I'm Cindy, Cindy St. Cyr," she said as she held out her hand. The man gently took Cindy's manicured hand in his big paw. "NIce to meet you, Cindy. I'm Tommy Bonham."
"So what is a nice man like yourself doing in a place like this?"
"I'm hardly a nice man, and I'm looking for a bad girl."
"That would be me," Cindy smiled.
"Good, now that we know that we are goth bad, maybe we can actually have a conversation. So tell me Cindy St. Cyr, what do you really do, when you are not being bad?"
"Seriously? For real? Nobody wants to know about me beyond what they see."
"Well what I see is nice, very nice. You will look even better what you have breasts and are on hormones."