! BAYARD STREET, open.

[Ace Nathaniel Fielder]

Ace was undeniably, absurdly, ridiculously hungry; not that it meant much. Ace was always hungry, as a seventeen year old boy with a bottomless pit as a stomach. While that might be overused and over rated, in Ace's case, it was a whole new thing. His metabolism was pretty much a new superpower. Ace could eat a whale, and then be hungry in the next three minutes. And that wasn't even a hyperbole.

So when he asked his butler to drive him to Bayard Street, Chinatown, en route to the Green Bo Restaurant that sat on the 66 lot, he completely forgot the cash only rule. After being personally seated by the chef and mangager, than waited on only by the best, receiving the finest dishes available [though to be truthful, Ace really preferred the dried seaweed to the Lions Head], Ace went up to pay the check.

And then realized that he had absolutely no cash in his pocket. And that the nearest ATM was about seven blocks away. His fancy golden corporate American Express card just wasn't going to cut it. Looking around helplessly, Ace didn't see anyone he recognized.

[Hansel Kai Rayden]

Must of been a miracle that he was nearby. Chinese food was a favorite of his but it wasn't something he ate all the time. He was actually waiting for someone, but seeing as he had met him at a straight bar, didn't look like he was going to show up. Looking over his shoulder, he saw a rather hot looking guy, but by the looks he was straight. He was always one to tell them by looks.

With a small smile, he watched as he went to pay but had no cash. So with no second thought he walked over and placed a hundred dollar bill down and looked at Ace as he said. "Keep the change..." He then turned away and walked back to stand by the door. Either keep them drooling or make an idiot of yourself by standing there staring. He ran his hand up one of the sides of his hair then crossed his arms across his chest.