outfit plus glasses
He was here. Not in Reno. So that was good.
Probably. It wasn't like... He didn't expect a scene, or that he'd be made to feel... Dakila had been really nice before, it was just all so far outside David's comfort zone. Granted, his comfort zone was pretty narrow, but this was something way the fuck beyond it. Even remembering the night, even the cautious, respectful meal shared between Wofl and the white wolf, it was much too much to wake up in an unfamiliar place and creep around in a blanket and poorly fitting gym clothes.
But that wasn't the case now, here. He could try and make a second first impression, show that he was composed. Together. Educated, more or less. That... maybe didn't matter, but this felt like a job interview, which... god, put some level of pressure on him above just meeting someone for lunch. It was okay. It was fine. He'd dressed himself and everything, so that would help.
He had a tie! And his glasses!
And the only table in the place. Which was kind of why he liked it. One table. The deli didn't see a lo of business, but David would always patonize them if it meant he could sit alone at their table. He wouldn't be alone for long this time.