Marcelo Alencar da Silva was in a bit of a rush. Unlike his lunch breaks back home in Brazil, he crammed a lot of things to do in his lunch breaks in the States. It helped cover some of the personal life tasks he missed while out patrolling. Today, his schedule was not working out correctly.
He had gone to pick up a couple suits for some business meetings later in the week. The attendants had been slow after talking about some good-looking man who had been in. Marcelo's day was tightly packed. He was going to have to grab something nearby to eat and skip out on any restaurant that was not on the way back to Veridian Dynamics.
There was a restaurant nearby with a dark-haired man sitting in outside patio portion. The place did not serve Brazilian food, most likely, but it would be something to eat. He headed toward it to get lunch. He checked his watch. He could squeeze it in.
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He had gone to pick up a couple suits for some business meetings later in the week. The attendants had been slow after talking about some good-looking man who had been in. Marcelo's day was tightly packed. He was going to have to grab something nearby to eat and skip out on any restaurant that was not on the way back to Veridian Dynamics.
There was a restaurant nearby with a dark-haired man sitting in outside patio portion. The place did not serve Brazilian food, most likely, but it would be something to eat. He headed toward it to get lunch. He checked his watch. He could squeeze it in.