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its_all_good_man[Saul Goodman, formerly known as Jimmy McGill, was currently stuck in a random restaurant waiting out the rain. He had plans to meet a client here but they backed out last minute and he was stuck.]
[Thankfully it was only himself and a few other people in the restaurant but he was growing impatient. He tapped his foot on the tile as he glared at the downpour outside. He glanced at his watch and groaned. It was past closing time by now. He hoped Franchesca remembered to lock up before she, undoubtedly, sped home before the rain. He didn’t have any other appointments scheduled anyway for the day when he left in case this ran long but he was still annoyed.]
[Thankfully it was only himself and a few other people in the restaurant but he was growing impatient. He tapped his foot on the tile as he glared at the downpour outside. He glanced at his watch and groaned. It was past closing time by now. He hoped Franchesca remembered to lock up before she, undoubtedly, sped home before the rain. He didn’t have any other appointments scheduled anyway for the day when he left in case this ran long but he was still annoyed.]