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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 6, 2011 19:39:01 GMT -8
Sonya slunk into the cafe more than he walked by that point. He glanced around, feeling foolish, unsure whether he hoped she would be there or not. But one way or another, he should at least settle on this, one way or another--either she did or she did not, and it would be best to know.
Still looking around, he sat down with his back to the wall. If nothing else, he needed coffee.
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Post by amanika on Mar 6, 2011 19:50:55 GMT -8
She was there, it was hardly surprising, she worked one or two shifts a day five days a week.
However the torbie queen, although she'd continued with things as normal, was still somewhat shaken inside from her experience with Martin. Rumpelteazer was quieter than usual, and certainly less relaxed around cats she didn't know. Though since Mistoffelees had moved out, she'd done her best at home to make sure he brother had no cause to worry about her.
As for Sonya, well, she hadn't seen the Comissioner since the day with Martin, still feeling embarrased and somewhat ashamed about the whole thing. For a second, when she clapped eyes on him, from serving at a table on the other side of the cafe, Teazer froze, ears flicking back a little, before rapidly turning back and busying herself with the other customers.
However, she was the only waitress on duty, and knew she couldn't avoid him forever. Eventually, tail twitching nervously, she found herself at his table. "What can I get you?" she spoke softly though, without her usual brightness.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 6, 2011 19:55:49 GMT -8
His ears flickered slightly upon seeing her coming over, and he shifted in the seat, pulling his tie flatter before speaking. "Coffee, if you would please," he murmured, looking over her. "How, how have you been doing lately?"
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Post by amanika on Mar 6, 2011 20:01:19 GMT -8
She nodded at the order, "Milk and.." she cut off at his question, a little taken aback by it, somehow she hadn't expected him to ask. "I.. fine I guess." she pushed and invisible strand of hair back from her face, ears flicking. "And you?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 6, 2011 20:08:20 GMT -8
"Coffee as I usually take it please," he said, still quietly. "And... well, I am about the same as usual. Very tired, trying to do too much work, and in need of coffee. But I am glad you are fine then."
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Post by amanika on Mar 6, 2011 20:12:34 GMT -8
Teazer nodded, biting her lip slightly. "Yeah," she agreed, straightening and doing her best to make it sound as if she believed it. "I'm fine. Was there anythin' else?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 6, 2011 20:14:42 GMT -8
"Not... not at the moment, no, I guess not," he said, slinking back slightly further into the back of the chair and his eyes falling to look at the fork on the table in front of him rather than her.
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Post by amanika on Mar 6, 2011 20:18:22 GMT -8
She bit her lip again but nodded, "I'll bring it over in a moment." Then she all but bolted for the kitchen.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 6, 2011 20:24:35 GMT -8
His shoulders twitched slightly at her abrupt disappearance, and he sighed, one paw fiddling with the fork. Honestly, he just had no idea how to react to this whole situation. He should have just stayed away, there were plenty of coffee shops.
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Post by amanika on Mar 6, 2011 20:33:20 GMT -8
Teazer returned shortly with Sonya's order. She put the coffee down on the table in silence, though her eyes flicked to his face a couple of times, trying to read what was there.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 6, 2011 20:36:09 GMT -8
He glanced up, and offered her a small smile. "Thank you, Teazer."
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Post by amanika on Mar 6, 2011 20:40:47 GMT -8
Teazer gave him a small shrug, "No problem." she hovered for a moment, wanting to say something but not knowing what.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 6, 2011 20:43:39 GMT -8
Eyes flickering over to her, he picked up the coffee, taking a sip. "I..." he glanced over at her again. "How have things been?"
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Post by amanika on Mar 6, 2011 20:48:03 GMT -8
"I.." she faltered back, accidentally mimicing him, "They've been okay," part of her wished he'd be more specific about what he was asking after there, "I guess..."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 6, 2011 20:51:28 GMT -8
He had nothing really specific to ask about, at least not that he was willing to ask about. "That... is good." He paused, took a breath and mentally braced himself. He might as well. "And what about that tom you were with the other day? How is... he?"
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