The new client

Chapter 2 - jacobs place

Jacobs Place

It was 6:30 already and Kathy was all dressed and ready to go. She wore a skin tight white dress that wasn’t too revealing but wasn’t that innocent either. Her hair was in a French braid and her make up was perfect. At this point she was impatiently pacing around her apartment while mindlessly snacking on some chocolate covered almonds. Kathy always ate when she was nervous or stressed. It helped calm her nerves. She was always able to maintain her weight though. Kathy had managed to finish a whole bag of chocolate almonds before she got a text from Nemo telling her that he was there. Kathy slipped on her heels, grabbed her coat, and stumbled out the door.

Nemo was standing in front of the passenger door of his Range Rover. “Well don’t you look snazzy” said Kathy, her eyes darting up and down at Nemo. “Speak for yourself” replied the dark haired man as he opened the door for his date. “So, what’s for dinner?” asked Kathy curiously. “Well, I know a really good steakhouse just up the road from here.” “Oh you mean Jacob’s Place?” “That’s the one!” replied Nemo. Jacob’s Place was a high end steakhouse. It was arguably the most famous and most expensive one in town. Kathy was unsure of what to think. It was such a fancy place. And for a first date? That was pretty out of the ordinary. Nemo was obviously a classy and very wealthy man.

“Hey Nemo, I have a habit of giving everyone a nickname” said the brown haired girl. “Oh yea? Is that why you gave your boss the name Choppy?” Kathy giggled before replying. “Yes exactly! But he is a Choppy! There is no other name for him”. Nemo joined Kathy in a laugh. “Ok then Master Namer. What would you call me?” asked Nemo. Kathy gave Nemo a hard look. She carefully examined him top to bottom then simply said “Rambo.” “Rambo?” Nemo burst into a great laughter, “How in God’s name did you come up with that?” “Well Nemo to Namo to Nambo to Rambo! Its perfect!” Nemo laughed again. “Alright, you win. Rambo it is. By the way, we’re here. I hope you’re hungry!”

Rambo’s Range Rover pulled up by the lobby of the restaurant. He gave his keys to a valet driver and tipped him generously. The two of them then proceeded to grab a table. “Ah! Monsieur Denario! Good to see you again my old friend!” The voice came from the waiter, a middle-aged man who spoke with a thick French accent. If it wasn’t for the fact that Kathy had worked with a French client once before, she likely would’ve had a difficult time understanding what the man was saying. “Alex! Good to see you too. How have you been holding up?” asked Rambo. “Not bad, not bad. You know how life goes. Sometimes its up, sometimes its down. Today, its something in between. I see you’ve brought a lady friend with you. Would you two care for a drink?” Kathy was about to speak but Nemo beat her to it. “Please! Get us a bottle of your finest chardonnay” “Very well sir. Anything in particular you would like, Mademoiselle?” Kathy was taken off guard by the question. Did he expect her to order another drink after her date just ordered a whole bottle of wine? “No thank you. Wine will suffice.” “As you wish. I will be back shortly with drinks. Please take a look at the menu in the meantime.” The server bowed ever so slightly then walked off. “Rambo, I don’t know how to bring this up but I’m not really a huge fan of wine.” “Dear Kathy, you haven’t lived until you’ve tried good wine. Trust me on this one. Now, what would you like to eat”. Kathy shrugged her shoulders and accepted her defeat. “I guess one glass won’t hurt”.

As Kathy began to look over the menu her mouth began to water. “Everything looks so good here! I don’t know what to get.” Nemo smiled then said “Everything IS good here. Get whatever you like. My treat!” Kathy looked over the menu once more. “The problem is I want everything on it”. The statement wasn’t supposed to be audible, yet somehow, Nemo heard her. “Well, no one’s stopping you!” Kathy looked up in shock. “You weren’t supposed to hear that. How did yo-“ the dark haired man cut her off mid sentence. “I’ve got sharp ears. Always have. That’s besides the point though. Why don’t you start with 5 things then we’ll go from there”. 5 things was a lot of food. Kathy wasn’t sure how she felt about it but she wasn’t about to pass up the chance. “Very well but when I make a pig out of myself it’ll be on your neck” she teased. Rambo laughed at the comment then nodded his head in agreement. “That’s the point” he thought.

A few minutes passed and Alex, the waiter, came back with a bottle of wine. “Here you are. Italy’s finest. Now, have you lovely folk decided what you wanted to eat?” This time Kathy butt in before Nemo could say a word. “Yes! I’m starving”. Kathy got an order of calamari, scallops, and a meat platter as appetizers then ordered a 6oz filet mignon as well as a 8oz strip sirloin with a side of mashed potatoes. Alex raised an eyebrow at this but Nemo seemed unphased. Pleased even. “And I’ll share her calama-“ Kathy cut him off. “No sir, no sharing. Get your own if you want calamari!” Rambo laughed. “Very well, I’ll get my own. I’ll also have the lobster tail!” “As per usual” said Alex, “I see you continue to like women who have an appetite”. Nemo let out a nervous laugh. Kathy shot him a curious glance. “What does that mean?” she wondered. Alex quickly made a joke after realizing what he had said and Kathy seemed to forget about the statement. “Your food will be done shortly” said the French waiter while pouring Kathy a glass of wine, “Please do not hesitate to ask me for anything”. Nemo gave the waiter a polite nod then Alex walked off. “Now, where were we?” asked Nemo.

About 10 minutes passed before the food came. Kathy was starving by this point. The smell of different foods across the restaurant made her eager to eat. She had never been much of a glutton but something about tonight made her want food. No, she didn’t just want food, she needed it. Alex placed the appetizers on the table and Kathy almost pounced on the food like a wild animal. She was able to maintain her table manners for the appetizers but was eating rather quickly. “Someone’s hungry” said the dark haired man with a smirk on his face. Kathy blushed at the comment. She felt embarrassed for acting in such a manner. “No-its just… I haven’t-I feel-“ Nemo cut her off. “Relax girl! You don’t need to explain yourself. Eat! Enjoy! Indulge!” Kathy seemed to relax from that statement then continued to eat. Not even 10minutes passed before Kathy finished the appetizers. The scallops, calamari, and meat platter were all inside Kathy’s stomach. “That was impressive” said Rambo, raising an eyebrow. Kathy sipped on her 2nd glass of wine which was now almost empty. It was beginning to relax her. “Well, a girl’s gotta eat” she said, “This wine is also really good! You weren’t kidding.” “Told ya!” replied Nemo in a playful tone.

Another five minutes passed and Kathy was beginning to get jittery from the hunger. The appetizers barely did a dent in her. If anything, they only made her even hungrier. To try and quell her hunger, Kathy started to drink more and more. She had already finished her 3rd glass of wine and was working on her fourth before the waiter returned with their entrees. “Here you are, mademoiselle” said the French man while placing two large steaks in front of the hungry girl. “Thank you!” replied Kathy politely, “Can we also perhaps get another bottle of wine?” The French man let out a jolly laugh. “Of course my dear! Drink as much as you like. I’ll return shortly with more wine. Until then, bon appetite!” As soon as Alex walked off, Kathy launched herself into her meal. She quickly lost control and started eating like a wild animal that hadn’t eaten in days. Nemo was on the other end of the table with a bemused expression on his face. After finishing the first steak, Kathy began to slow down but she was far from stopping. She tore into the second steak and ripped each piece of meat off like a starving lioness. “This is so good!” she said with a mouth full of food. Kathy was just about to finish off her second plate of food when Alex returned with the wine bottle. This seemed to bring Kathy back to her senses, her face turning red with embarrassment. The French man noticed Kathy’s discomfort. “Oh do not worry my dear” He knelt down and whispered the rest in her ear, “Gluttony does not look good on many but I have known your friend Nemo for a long time. Gluttony has never stopped him from enjoying a date”. The French man stood back up, winked at Kathy, then filled up the rest of her drink. “Now, would you like any dessert?”

Kathy looked down at the table. Her plates looked like a wild boar just tore through it. Scraps of meat lay scattered across them with traces of mashed potato that were stuck to the bottom. Then she looked at her dress. Through some miracle, Kathy was able to keep the food stains off her dress, but she was not able to stop a food baby from forming. The sight of it all disgusted her. She frowned. Kathy wanted dessert. She wanted it more than anything, but she had already made a fool out of herself. Getting a dessert would only make things worse. Before she could answer Alex with a disappointing “no”, Nemo spoke up. “She’ll have a crème brulee and your finest New York Cheesecake!” “Very well. Anything for you, Nemo?” Asked the server. “I think I’ll just have a slice of chocolate cake”. Alex nodded his head then walked off. Cheesecake was Kathy’s favourite. She had never tried a crème brulee before but she had heard that it was amazing. Just then the wine that Kathy had drank hit her like a freight train travelling at full speed. “Oh shit!” the words came out louder than she wanted them to causing some heads to turn in her direction from other tables. “What is it?” asked Nemo curiously. “I might be a little drunk…”

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