Bulldogging: Science Fiction

He'd been bulldogging her news fly like mad all evening, so he wasn't too tot surprised when he got the wave from her sitting by the bar. Such devoted attention as he'd been lavishing might make her think him a stalker, but his rep was wide and free of creepy-vibe, so if she'd checked him as she must have--her not having a rep for being a fool or easily played--then she'd be less worried about that and more intrigued by his interest. Right where he wanted her to be, she was. He straightened his tie and strode across the hotel bar toward her, his hand sliding into his pocket. It might look like he was going for a weapon. He was, but it wasn't the sort that she'd be expecting. In a lot of ways, it was easier to rouse the suspicion, then make the person--

Inspiration: "bulldog"
Story Potential: Medium-high.
Notes: I like the flow, but there's not enough here to do anything except maybe sketch at a setting.