Rayne smiled happily at all of her customers that walked through the door of her little bistro... cafe... restaurant... whatever people wanted to call it these days. Her short black skirt flowing and fluttering around her as she made her way through the tables, taking orders, filling up coffees, handing out menus. She adored her business and her job it helped her forget of the tragity that had struck her. She headed into the back to set an order in the kitchen.<br/><br/>The cook and dearest friend, Finnick smiled at her ringing in an order. "We're just swamped today aren't we?" He joked knowing Rayne and him were more than capable of handling such volume of customers.<br/><br/>Rayne chuckled and gave him a look grabbing a tray and filling it up with the orders. "Nah, we've had worse Finny." she gave him a wink and put the last plate on her tray.<br/><br/>Finn chuckled and watched as she walked out. "You should put up some help wanted signs. You're gonna work yourself to the bone." He hated to see her go but he loved to watch her leave. The woman was gorgeous and had a nack for wearing tiny peices of fabric. Like today, she was in a short red black skirt and a v-neck black shirt that was cut a little too low revealing a bit of clevage. She did sexy in a way only she could.<br/><br/>She smirked pushing the door open. "Maybe I like all the work." She headed outside handing out the plates of food and wishing everyone a good lunch. She headed to the table where the seventeen year old had just walked in and smiled at her handing her the lunch menu. "Hai there welcome to The Bistro. We're a little short staffed today so please excuse the tiny delay. Here's a menu and I'll be right back to take your order." She said giving her a smile and a small bow and left.<br/><br/>She grabbed the coffee pot and walked up to Connor. She smiled brightly and leaned in a little to catch his attention. "Would you like some more coffee?" He looked familliar to her but she couldn't put her finger on it. She saw so many faces in a day it was impossible for her to remember all of them.