She's a Wildflower

[Tamara Sulik]

Tamara preferred not to give guys like this one too much attention. If you showed they affected you, even negatively, they thought they got under your skin and kept going at you. When you ignored them, they usually got the message sooner. You can still throw a few comments at them, always making sure they’d get you were not interested. She thought she had been polite. This guy just tried his luck. It only happened he did with the wrong person. It was why she more or less gave him a pat on the back before sending him away. If he thought it was patronizing, all the better. He would not be interested. And calling Matt by his name just proved she had the owner on her side if he kept bugging her.

He might have wished to stay, try a little more, see if he could be smooth enough to get a girl in his bed, but he got the hint and left with the drink Matt poured him. Tam did not even pay attention to what Matt gave the guy, she focused on the food he had placed next to her. She bothered to look only when Matt mentioned him. He went to some other girls. Some who might be more age-appropriate. “No offense to your gender Matt, but you tend to think with your lower brain more,” she let out as she checked them. These girls seemed more interested in him. A good thing. She turned to face Matt. “I prefer he goes for them, really. I have no intention of becoming a cougar.” They might argue it was the thing lately but that was not appealing to her at all.

She grabbed one of those chicken wings Matt brought her. It was hinting to being spicy, like a warning that she might just burp out flames if she ingested those. She chose not to heed the warning and ate it. Not very long after this one wing, she grabbed her beer. “Now I see what you were talking about. Nice idea coming from you. You can’t eat those without a pint or two,” she let out. She was still up to finish that basket though.

[Matt Wilson]

"you gotta point there," Matt admitted. He had to admit to having done more than his fair share of thinking with the lower brain in the past. Heck, part of the reason he felt like punching the guy out had to do with his own lower brain sending all kinds of signals to him right now. "Well, you got the looks an' the attitude to be a right fine one," he drawled, eye sparkling a little with amusement.

The wings appeared, and that would at least provide something of a distraction from flirtation, lower brains, and cougars. Actually, given how good they happened to be, he figured it was more than something of a distraction and maybe a full blown one at that.

"Pretty well keep the cook on board on account of those," Matt said, pointing at them. "An' I happen to make sure the joint's specialized in greasy, spicy food. The fact that people happen to need something to wet their whistles while they go..." Matt shrugged at that. He then leaned against the bar slightly, looking over the bar. He usually needed to wander around and all, but he could rest and smooze the customers from time to time. wasn't like a restaurant where people wanted to talk to the owner or get chatted up. Some of them were here specifically not to be bothered. At least Matt was keeping his eyes open for anything.

While still paying attention to Tamara, of course. Just sort of gentlemanly waiting for the most part.

[Tamara Sulik]

Tamara could admit that a lot of women also thought mainly with that kind of brain, at least in the presence of a man they found attractive, but it was not her gender that was being judged here, it was his. And guys were so well known to be doing this that they often referred their genitals to their ‘lower brain’. Just as Tamara proved by using said expression.

Tamara was not really tempted to be a cougar. Oh, she could love having a younger lover in her bed, that was not the point. There was, however, a limit how young. And there was something she found rather insulting to be called a cougar. She preferred to go for men more of her age. The younger ones might be known for having more stamina but the older ones generally had more experience. And if not, they had more pressure to perform since the younger ones stole all the pretty ladies, even those in their age group.

She tried to take this as a compliment, Matt telling her she was a very sexy one who could get whoever she wanted. But she couldn’t help having a bitter taste at it. The best way not to let it show was to joke. “Shall I regret my decision then?” And she raised an eyebrow at this with just a tiny smile that did not scream jest but did not pretend to be serious either.

Greasy, spicy food so you’d want to drink more. “Is that an analogy with the owner of the place?” This time, her smile proved she was really jesting. Although... Yeah, Matt could be a spicy chicken wing. If you wanted to make food comparison. Which she did not. She tried to focus mostly on the wings and onion rings. Matt was working and she was not the only customer. Just because he had other employees working here too did not mean she should keep him all to herself. “Any music playing tonight?” she asked after she licked her fingers before grabbing her mug. She probably didn’t need to be careful on how much grease she put on the dishes. Must have come out of habit.