Something changed in the air and the man that stood before her smelled like a shifter. Her head snapped back as if someone slapped her. Tensing, her eyes wide with shock, she watched as the man left the diner.<br/><br/>He was a shifter! How could she have missed that? It had to have been a spell he used, one that was never introduced to her. He had to know that she was a shifter too, that was why he was watching her. Thousands of questions stormed in Liann's mind. She didn't understand why she was more confused than scared though. Why wasn't he threatening? Why didn't he storm out of the diner to tell his pack about a new comer in the area?<span style="font-style: italic">I am sorry to be rude</span>? What did that mean?<br/><br/>Running her hands through her hair, Liann tried to gather her thoughts and calm down. After a couple of deep breaths, it hit her, the reason to why this shifter was different. He was a lone shifter. This wasn't his territory. It's the only explanation she could think of to why he didn't try to obtain her.<br/><br/>The storm in her mind calmed to curious thoughts. What was he doing here? Why was he alone? Liann wondered if maybe they could be traveling companions.<br/><br/>"Miss?" The waiter's voice broke through her thoughts as he stood there with her plate.<br/><br/>Giving a small thanks as the waiter placed her plate before her, Liann started to eat her food. Enough. She doesn't trust shifters and she didn't plan to start. Hopefully she'll never see him again. But even as she finished her food, paid, gathered her things, and left the diner. Her thoughts continued to go back to the lone shifter. Something even compelled her to turn left and head in the general direction the shifter went.