Behind the bar, Gaia flashed a professional smile. "Hey, baby, what can I get you? A cocktail, or maybe something else I've got down below?"

Andrew pulled back his hood, revealing a brilliant grin. "Ms. Evans, that line's tacky as hell and old as dirt. Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not interested in what you've to offer. It probably reeks anyway."

Gaia bristled with rage, but when she got a clear look at Andrew's face, she froze like she had been struck by lightning. "It's you! You actually