The waitress arrived back at the table in the corner just in time to watch a large man being hurled into a near by table. She gasped in shock, nearly dropping the tray. Setting it aside, she rushed forward with a shout, and placed herself between the two brawlers. This wasn't as  uncommon in the bar as she'd have liked it to be. She had been forced to break up a fight now and then.<br/><br/>As the hulking figure charged toward the kid, she planted her feet for balance, then thrust out the palm of her hand to drive it into his chest and stop his momentum. He didn't seem to even notice her until she did this. Normally, she avoided eye contact, but instinct kicked in this time, and she stared pointedly up at him, eyes round and intense.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0080FF">He blinked and looked down at her, surprised to find this little thing in his way, then hesitated as he noticed her eyes. They were so round... and blue... kinda pretty when he thought about it... His anger started to fade as he peered deeper into her eyes. He noticed that there were little flecks of color in them that almost seemed to move when he looked. It was fascinating, like watching a lava lamp. The liquor he'd consumed in such copious amounts so quickly began to catch up with him. His anger faded quickly as he just watched the colors swirling. <br/><br/>"Easy now, Friend... just calm yourself down" her voice was soft, lulling. She kept her eyes on him without blinking, holding his gaze, "Just relax. You're not a violent man. Your fun went too far, and you know you'll feel bad about it later... so just go have a seat and order a drink."<br/><br/>He blinked again, shaking his head, and gestured vaguely toward the kid. He was about to speak objections, when he realized just how thirsty he was. It did make sense. She was right. He wasn't normally a violent guy... Maybe he should just go for a drink....</span><br/><br/>She gently pulled his arm and turned him toward the table he'd come from, breaking her eyes away from his. After watching him for a moment as he moved placidly toward the table, blinking in confusion, she turned to look for the other guy. She had only been focused on the first man for half a minute, but that was long enough for his friend to have caused trouble.<br/><br/>She looked around, searching to find him.