Matt Ryan leaned over the second level railing, studying the shoppers sitting in the Food Court below him. Jack Forman, standing beside him, nudged him in the ribs. "What about the blonde facing towards us," he whispered. "Second table from the far pillar, blue dress? Big hooters. Check the cleavage."
"Hmmm," Matt muttered. "She might work. Take a picture."
Jack raised his camera, zoomed in on the woman and pressed the shutter. He and Matt studied the digital image, blowing it up to examine details. "Nope," Matt said. "See the ring? She has the right look, but she's either married or engaged. I don't want to deal with some jealous guy watching over his woman, or worse, wanting to get involved."
"How about that brunette," Jack asked, "the one looking at some paper, a document of some type?"
"Yeah," Matt replied. "She's pretty enough, but see how she's dressed in black slacks and gray top? It's like she's trying to disappear, you know? Like she's got some type of issue. She'd most likely be a nervous wreck. That would be perfect. Take a picture."
"Okay," Jack said, "but I think you're overanalyzing her outfit. I agree, though, that nervousness would enhance the reality we're trying for."
"Exactly. Take a picture of her. Get as close as you can."
Jack took careful aim, zoomed in and pressed the shutter.
Once again, Matt studied the digital image. "No rings that I can see."
"She's got the right look. Like I said, she's pretty, more like cute, but not drop dead gorgeous. No makeup, even. I like that. I'd fuck her. Can you see her eyes? What color are they?"
Jack peered through his camera again and focused in on the woman. "I'd fuck her, too, but to answer your question, her eyes are brown as far as I can tell. I gotta tell you that she's a little thin. No boobs to speak of."
Matt slapped Jack on the back. "You can tell that from here? You are a tit man, aren't you? Anyway, that's not important. In fact, I really don't want someone with a large rack. Tiny tits are the thing now. Do a Net search if you don't believe me. My hunch is that she's got a great ass 'cuz it looks like she's in shape and that's more important. Shall we go meet her?"
Jack laughed at Matt's formal language. "Yes, we shall."
"I hope this one works out. I'm totally surprised at how many women have turned me down."
"Yeah. Considering the money."