Brodi entered the bar and grill, looking around cautiously to see who was around. As suspected, the place contained no one but a handful of resort employees as of yet. Feeling relieved, he chose a spot near the back and facing the door. If he sat alone instead of joining someone else, folks would assume it to be one of his meditating quirks, since he often tried to meditate where he was most likely to be disturbed, to train his concentration. Nothing would seem out of place. 

He DID need to meditate, though not in the traditional sense. This was a delicate situation that could get very ugly, very quickly, and he needed to figure out how best to handle it. True, he could just ask security to remove her. As a yoga instructor at a high-end resort, he had on occasion gained some unwanted attention from...

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