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"Damn he's fine!" A young (Hair Color) haired woman muttered as she glanced at a silver haired man at the other end of the isle.

"And he's a cop too! Go on, say it!" The lady's friend whispered back. (Friend's Name) had decided to drag (Name) to the store and as she had nothing to do, (Name) had taken to scoping out all the eligible men.

"Say what?" (Name) asked.

"Y'know, 'oh, I just love a man in uniform!'" (Name) shook her head before pulling a jar of cherries off the shelf.

"Nah, not this time. I will say though, if he's gay or taken like all the others, I may just give up and become a nun or something." She said, watching him move closer while pretending to read the label.

"No way! Him? Just look at what he's buying. That's the sort of things only a single man can get away with buying." Her friend pointed out. (Name) snorted in amusement as she replaced the jar upon the shelf. She then turned to her friend with a smirk and whispered:

"Regardless, I wanna see if his personality is as well rounded as his ass. Hmm..." Her friend began smirking as well.

"Well then, why not go talk to him?" (Name) gave her friend an exasperated look.

"Yeah? And say what? 'Hey, you've got a nice ass and I was wondering if you had a personality to go with it.'?"

"Well... You should work on being a bit more subtle, but it's a good start." A deep, rumbling voice informs her from behind.

'Oh shit.' (Name) thought as a blush creeped up her face. Turning to face the man behind her, (Name) noticed the ghost of a smirk on his face and blushed harder.

"I-I... Um... Oh that little—!" She growled when something clicked in her mind. (Friend's Name) had been able to see the police officer standing behind her, and said nothing to stop her from embarrassing herself.

"I-I'm so sorry! I swear I'm not usually that blunt... at least, not until I've dated a guy for a few months. Heh heh." The man held up a hand and smiled slightly.

"It's fine, miss." After that, they stood there in silence; (Name) being too embarrassed to say anything, and the man seemed to not know what to say in this situation. (Name) chanced a glance at the silver haired male. He was very handsome indeed: a well built body, a strong looking face, and piercing storm grey eyes.

'He's built like a god! Ooo! I have to stop fan-girling!' She thinks before letting out a tiny squeak when the man catches her staring.

'Don't be creepy, don't be creepy, don't be creepy (Name)!' She repeats in her mind.

"Tomorrow, eight o'clock at the new restaurant a few blocks from here." The man suddenly said.

"Pardon?" He chuckles lightly.

"You wanted to know if my personality was as well rounded as my ass. What better way than dinner?" (Name) gaped. He had heard that too?

"Uh, s-sure! But... um, I never caught your name, officer." He held out his hand before introducing himself.

"Smoker, it's a pleasure." (Name) bites back a laugh.

"Is that your given name, sir?" He nodded.

"So, your parents predicted you'd be a smokin' hot, cigar smoking man, huh? Uh, I mean..." Smoker chuckled some more.

"If you say so, Miss...?"

"Ah! (Full Name), pleased to make your acquaintance, Smoker."

"So? Dinner?" He asked again.

"Oh! Uh, yes that would be nice!" Pulling out his notepad and pen, Smoker wrote something down before ripping out the page and handing it to (Name).

"Here's my number in case something comes up."

"Thank you, and here... is mine." She said as she gently took his pen and wrote her number in his notepad. Smoker gave her a soft smile that made her heart melt before tipping her chin up.

"Heh, I guess it's true when they say, 'Where there's smoke, there's fire.'" He joked in reference to her burning cheeks. (Name) let out a shaky breath before pointing towards the isle to their right.

"It was really nice to meet you, and tomorrow sounds like fun, but right now I think I'll go stick my head in one of the freezers. See you later, Smoker." (Name) walked away before Smoker chuckled once more and shook his head.

"See you tomorrow, (Name)."

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Tactless

"Damn he's fine!" A young (Hair Color) haired woman muttered as she glanced at a silver haired man at the other end of the isle.

"And he's a cop too! Go on, say it!" The lady's friend whispered back. (Friend's Name) had decided to drag (Name) to the store and as she had nothing to do, (Name) had taken to scoping out all the eligible men.

"Say what?" (Name) asked.

"Y'know, 'oh, I just love a man in uniform!'" (Name) shook her head before pulling a jar of cherries off the shelf.

"Nah, not this time. I will say though, if he's gay or taken like all the others, I may just give up and become a nun or something." She said, watching him move closer while pretending to read the label.

"No way! Him? Just look at what he's buying. That's the sort of things only a single man can get away with buying." Her friend pointed out. (Name) snorted in amusement as she replaced the jar upon the shelf. She then turned to her friend with a smirk and whispered:

"Regardless, I wanna see if his personality is as well rounded as his ass. Hmm..." Her friend began smirking as well.

"Well then, why not go talk to him?" (Name) gave her friend an exasperated look.

"Yeah? And say what? 'Hey, you've got a nice ass and I was wondering if you had a personality to go with it.'?"

"Well... You should work on being a bit more subtle, but it's a good start." A deep, rumbling voice informs her from behind.

'Oh shit.' (Name) thought as a blush creeped up her face. Turning to face the man behind her, (Name) noticed the ghost of a smirk on his face and blushed harder.

"I-I... Um... Oh that little—!" She growled when something clicked in her mind. (Friend's Name) had been able to see the police officer standing behind her, and said nothing to stop her from embarrassing herself.

"I-I'm so sorry! I swear I'm not usually that blunt... at least, not until I've dated a guy for a few months. Heh heh." The man held up a hand and smiled slightly.

"It's fine, miss." After that, they stood there in silence; (Name) being too embarrassed to say anything, and the man seemed to not know what to say in this situation. (Name) chanced a glance at the silver haired male. He was very handsome indeed: a well built body, a strong looking face, and piercing storm grey eyes.

'He's built like a god! Ooo! I have to stop fan-girling!' She thinks before letting out a tiny squeak when the man catches her staring.

'Don't be creepy, don't be creepy, don't be creepy (Name)!' She repeats in her mind.

"Tomorrow, eight o'clock at the new restaurant a few blocks from here." The man suddenly said.

"Pardon?" He chuckles lightly.

"You wanted to know if my personality was as well rounded as my ass. What better way than dinner?" (Name) gaped. He had heard that too?

"Uh, s-sure! But... um, I never caught your name, officer." He held out his hand before introducing himself.

"Smoker, it's a pleasure." (Name) bites back a laugh.

"Is that your given name, sir?" He nodded.

"So, your parents predicted you'd be a smokin' hot, cigar smoking man, huh? Uh, I mean..." Smoker chuckled some more.

"If you say so, Miss...?"

"Ah! (Full Name), pleased to make your acquaintance, Smoker."

"So? Dinner?" He asked again.

"Oh! Uh, yes that would be nice!" Pulling out his notepad and pen, Smoker wrote something down before ripping out the page and handing it to (Name).

"Here's my number in case something comes up."

"Thank you, and here... is mine." She said as she gently took his pen and wrote her number in his notepad. Smoker gave her a soft smile that made her heart melt before tipping her chin up.

"Heh, I guess it's true when they say, 'Where there's smoke, there's fire.'" He joked in reference to her burning cheeks. (Name) let out a shaky breath before pointing towards the isle to their right.

"It was really nice to meet you, and tomorrow sounds like fun, but right now I think I'll go stick my head in one of the freezers. See you later, Smoker." (Name) walked away before Smoker chuckled once more and shook his head.

"See you tomorrow, (Name)."