Night Moves

 “Grotesque!”shrieked Sarina as a minute white worm wriggled out of her leafy Baby Kailan on her plate laden with Sambal Prawns and steaming white rice. What a start to the evening she thought as she zoomed in on the calm dark waters from her corner table at a Malay Stall on the old wharf at Kota Kinabalu. Her friends, Reg and Penny were due to arrive at any moment. She was just about to raise her hand to beckon a waiter when out the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of a huge rodent scurrying across the creaky old wharf. At two metres in length excluding the tail, it was a grey brown rat prowling for tidbits. “What next?” she pondered. This was a shock for the small framed woman in her early thirties. Her deep blue eyes were rather piercing as she gave a steely gaze to the floor of the wharf. Twirling her long blonde hair in her fingers she was suddenly lost in thought. Dressed casually with a short tight red miniskirt and loose spaghetti laced green top that covered her midriff and upper torso amply she did not notice someone gazing at her from across the wharf. The onlooker, distinguishable by a chiselled chin and elephant like ears had taken in the elfin face, pixie ears and slim waistline. Plus, she was alone. So, the over 6 foot broad shouldered red haired lad loped over to her table. “May I take a seat?” enquired the smiling young man.