Quiet contemplation...Maybe?

James sat one leg crossed over the other in one hand a cup of tea in the other a news paper he slowly turned each page as he read each article he was enjoying a nice day as the weather had finally warmed up a little and he was making the most of it raising his cup slowly he took a sip not bothered who or what was going on around him till a young woman walked over to him.

" would you like a refill?" she asked with a smile , Jim smiled back at her and held out his cup accepting her offer of a fresh cup of tea. Once refilled he took a sip and smiled again.

" one of Roberts teas I see" he said and saw her nod " its very good, its a blend of apricot extract when you add cream it is wonderful " he said and she nodded.

" I'll tell The minister when he comes in you approve" she said and headed back into the kitchen leaving Jim on his own to read his paper again.

"I said 'stop it' sir!" Jack said, raising her voice. She had come in to Sparks to enjoy a quiet Sunday afternoon until this fool had decided to try and pick her up. Going as far as to sit across from her, Jack had been fine mildly threatening him... But now he had reached his foot over to hers and was running his boot up and down her shins. Jack had to look calm, yes. But this was ridiculous.

She picked up her wand and with a sigh, pointed it at him and flicked it. There was a bang that filled the restaurant and the man's face was covered in ash. Another flick sent ropes that tied him from neck to ankle and she caught a waiter's arm. "I'm sorry, could you take out the trash here? I'll pay his check, just get him to leave. Thank you." With an irriated sigh, she slipped out of the booth and realized with her booth covered in ash, there was nowhere else to sit, and she had still not recieved her order.

She walked over to the hostess' stand and requested a towel to clear her arms of ash.

Jim looked just over the top of his paper as he watched a man pester a young woman. He was not going to interfere just yet he wanted to see just what the man would do. Though standing he folded his paper and tucked it neatly under his arm before walking over as if admiring the menu that hung on the wall beside the man. He stepped to one side as he heard the bang smirking a little at the sight of the man covered in ash then to his surprise a rope snaked around the man, he lifted one foot as it tapped it lightly.

"I'm sorry " he said and stepped back out of its way so it could tie the man up, when she spoke to the waiter he smiled " allow me miss" he said and aperated the man out of the cafe untying the man he spoke softly into hie ear the mans face went white and he ran off. Jim walked back into the cafe to finish his tea but he paused by the young woman " you handle your self well miss" he said " but I suggest next time just use stupefy less obvious and you can cast it under the table" he held out his hand to her and smiled warmly. " James Cummings at your service " he said waiting patiently for her to take his hand.

Jack dusted off her hands, cracking her knuckles and rolling her neck. The whole restaurant was more or less staring at her now, as she had not been discreet in her handling of the man. Jack was not typically a discreet person, though she had been known to keep a situation on the down low if it was really important. Showing up a rude man was not such an occassion though. She brished off the stares as easily as she brushed the ash from her clothing. A man collected her victim and she gave him a nod, and the man was escorted outside. The ashen-faced man made rude gestures at her and with a smile she flashed a choice finger, just so quick and brief that no one else noticed.

She could be discreet if she wanted.

A waitress approached and Jack said, "I'd still like my order, please. I'll wait for an opening to sit down." The waitress nodded and hurried off. The elder man who had served as escort returned and approached Jack. At his words she nodded. "We do what we have to," was all she said regarding his observation. At his suggestion, she smirked and said, "Ah, but I like to give the crowd a show." He held out a hand and she took it, firmly shaking it with the strength of an equal. "Nice to meet you. Jack Dyllan."

James smiled hearing her say she would wait for a table " why won't you join me, the table is meant for two to sit at " he said moving back to his table and gently pulling out a seat for her to sit down on. He moved to sit in his own chair and smiled " So what apart from ungentlemanly men brought you here this fine day?" he asked smiling to the waitress to bring her order. " I have to say your quite adept with your wand skills " he said smiling as the waitress poured out a fresh cup of tea.

" Ah tea, very relaxing after a hard days work, do you drink tea miss Dyllan?" He asked thanking Lizzie who then headed back into the kitchen. "Although my day never ends" he looked at her hoping she would understand what he meant. " right now I'm..observing" he said glancing at the building opposite Sparks it seemed derelict to the normal eye but to him it housed a man he was looking for he didn't normal take inexperienced people along with him but he knew talking to her and watching her she might be good as his back up but he would not ask her, she would have to suggest it.

He offered for her to sit with him and she gave him a shrewd look, not wanting to repeat history and spend her time warding off unwelcome company, but the man reminded her of someone Michael might cavort with, making him more trustworthy in her opinion. She nodded, saying, “Sure.” She turned back to the hostess and said “I’ve found myself a table. Thanks.” She sat at the chair he set out for her and said, “Oh, just trying to enjoy a day off. And thank you. I have to be, really.”

He commented on the tea and Jack smiled. “No, I’m more of a carbonated, syrup-full concoction. Speaking of.” The waitress brought her the soda she had requested. “Your food will be right out,” the waitress rasped at her. Jack nodded and took a refreshing drink of her soda. “Observing?” she repeated, quirking an eyebrow as she raised her glass to her lips once more.

Jim smiled as she joined him he glanced behind her at the house " yes Observing, I'm observing a gentle man ...if I might use that term loosely to this particular man " he said and motioned with his head to the house " you see the window on the second floor its curtain twitches every so often as if some one is looking out. that is the mans room and he's watching this cafe , why I don't know possibly because it is owned by the ministers daughter and hes after her" he said pausing to take another sip of his tea while he glanced at her smiling as she spoke of liking soda " ow its alright if you need a boost in a hurry" he said placing down his cup.

Jack's eyes followed the direction that James' words had instructed and guided them to go. As he spoke, she saw the curtain twitch over the window, a hand briefly withdrawing from its firm grasp on the floral corner of the fabric. "Hmmm," Jack said, in an unalarmed voice, calm as usual. She could have seen a zombie in the window and still have managed a casual "Hmm."

The waitress came and set down Jack's plate before her. "Thanks," Jack said in a low voice, grabbing her fork and poking at her food. Still looking down, Jack said, "It seems that Khaat always has someone after her, doesn't she?" She wanted James to know she was aware. Jack had a loyalty to Khaat because she was loyal to Michael and he wanted to keep Khaat protected. "What is your plan?"