Catie: *laden with bags, the young woman wanders into the cafe. her nose actually twitches at the wonderful smells! it's a seat yourself, so she heads right for a booth along the back wall where she can stow her bags and sit down with a faint sigh of relief. face a little tired, but happy*

Catie: *she smiles cheerily at the waitress when she arrives, ordering a nice glass of water and some hot chocoalte while she looks over the menu*

William Halloran: The big man is already in the cafe...hard to miss, as always. No shopping bags, nothing like that. Just the heavy leather jacket over his T-Shirt, jeans and boots covering his lower half. He's staring down at the remains of his soup, lost in thought.

Catie: *now she looks around. adn blinks, dark eyes widening. there's not that many people in here....she rises and heads over toward William shyly. clearing her throat when next to the table* sir? Mr. William? hello.... *he probably won'tremember her. it's been a while since she last saw him--but he's unforgettable.*

William Halloran: "Huh?" He blinks, coming out of his reverie a little bit, and looks over at her. He squints a little bit...recognizing her, but not placing it. "Uhh...hey."

Catie: *smiles warmly* i'm Catie, sir. we met once at another cafe. how have you been? *tilts her head cheerfully. she does keep an eye on her things, of course*

William Halloran: "Catie..." He thinks about it...it sounds right. He smiles slightly and nods. "Good ta see ya again." He shrugs a little. "M'awright. You?"

Catie: *chuckles softly* i'm very well, sir. i got my GED, and i'll be going to college soon. perhaps just community for a while if i can't get right into the one here. have you had any really interesting matches lately? *she doesn't sit at his table. that would be rude*

William Halloran: It's only rude if he doesn't invite, and he readily does, gesturing for the seat across him as he straightens up. "'pends on yer definition of interestin'. Had some pretty nasty brawls lately, yeah. They're gettin' a lot of attention."

Catie: *tilts her head and smiles, nodding in acceptance* one moment, though--i left my bags over there. *she hastens to retrieve them, and her waitress swerves to head toward hernew seat, setting down the drinks and topping off William's drink* brawls in the ring,i hope? *wrinkles her nose* i'd imagine a lot of people outside the ring pick fights with you because you're a professional wrestler. and you're very big. i've noticed some people just have to try and prove they're tougher. *and that's a silly way to do it*

William Halloran: He chuckles a little. "Used ta. Not so much anymore. Any fuckers try an' get all up in my face, I can usually back 'em off with a look, y'know?"

Catie: *giggles softly* not personally! i'm not very intimidating. but i've seen how it works. you know, i still haven't been able to go to one of your matches. do they let underage people in? *tilts her head cheerfully. and finally gives her order to the waitress. a nice salad. a steak salad. with a slice of apple pie--~with~ dinner, please*

William Halloran: He nods. "Oh, yeah. Teens are our biggest audience, really. Kinda suck if we couldn't let 'em see us." He smiles a tiny bit. "Love ta see ya there."

Catie: *she grins widely* when and where is your next match? *tilts her head* i'm sure everyone else who wrestles there does a good job, but i know you. so you're the one i want to cheer for.

William Halloran: He grins. "Next Friday's my next match. Got my first singles match in a while...an Inferno Cage Match 'gainst JW Oswald." He leans in and whispers conspiratorily. "I'm the bad guys, though. Yer s'pposed ta boo me. That's like a cheer for the good guys."

Catie: *her eyes widen* the bad guy? but you're so nice! *she grins* i suppose it's show business, though. like when i sing sad songs, but i'm feeling happy, really. i have to ~sing~ sad. do i really have to boo you, though? *her eyes sparkle happily*

William Halloran: He chuckles, looking down to the table. "I ain't such a nice guy in th' ring...'r at least, my character ain't. He's a nasty sort."

Catie: *chuckles softly* that's just an act. i know you're really noce. so, i'll boo at you, but you'll know i'm really cheering for you. *she grins widely*

William Halloran: He smiles and nods. "Thanks. Them boos is music t'my ears."

Catie: *giggles* that just sounds funny. *her food arrives. she begins to dig in. neatly, but ravenously* how did you get started in wrestling? it seems like a neat profession. painful, though.

William Halloran: He shrugs. "Well, was workin' as a bouncer at the Dolphin, this bar down in Brooklyn. Been there two months when a guy walked in th' front door. Geeky lookin' guy...real pencil-neck, y'know?" He grins a little. "Anyway, a fight broke out that night, an' I stopped it right quick. Guy came up t'me and introduced himself, an' asked me if I'd ever thought 'bout wrestlin'. Started trainin' with 'im, and th' rest is history."

Catie: *nods* do you like what you do? *her meal's already finished, pie and all. she rests herelbows on the table and props her chin on herfists. dark eyes curious*

William Halloran: "Oh, yeah." He nods at that. "I love it. Bein' in th'ring...s'like magic. Ain't no rush that can beat the one you get when a crowd's whipped up, cheerin' th'good guys and booin' th'bad ones."

Catie: *laughs* it must be like people applauding when you've just sung a song that really touches them, a little bit.

William Halloran: "Somethin' like that, probably." He nods a little bit. "Can't say it don't hurt, what happens in the ring--believe me, it does. But the pain always worth it. Every time."

Catie: *she ponders a moment* is it sort of like an adrenaline rush, sir?

William Halloran: "It's exactly like that." He leans back, smiling. "Once I get in the ring...all the pain just kionda fades away. It's just me an' my opponent...an' tag team partners, usually...an' we got a story ta tell. And we do our damnedest t'tell it."

Catie: *nods, eyes bright* it sounds like fun! i mean,i don'tthink i could do it. i really don'tlike getting hurt. but i can understand how it would draw you in and keep you. *chuckles softly*

William Halloran: He chuckles. "Yeah...no offense, but ya don't quite look like th' kinda person who'd wanna go through a flamin' table." He even gives a little wink. "But yeah, it's a lotta fun."