Alexander managed to smile as a waitress stumbled over towards him. She was relatively pretty, with bright red hair and pale grey eyes. She smiled at him, her eyes widening as she spoke. "Hi Sir. What could I get you?" Alex glanced about him for but a moment, his eyes flashing around the tables. There was around three other people in the cafe. One withered old man who held coyly to his walking stick as he attempted to hoist himself from the booth. Another woman was rather tiny with a plump frame and a wide smile on her face as she spoke down a fancy-looking phone. The last person within the cafe seemed to catch Alexanders' eye. She was of average height, a lean build, with beautiful features who was glancing solemnly at a phone.

"Excuse me? Sir.?" The waitress' voice snapped Alex out of his trance, and he apologized by grinning at her. "Yes, um... I would like a mocha please, if you wouldn't mind. And perhaps some toast." The girl smiled most flirtatiously and bounded off. Alex attempted to sooth his strained temples with his course fingers, but failed. As he tryed desperately to stifle a glance in the attractive womans' direction, he heard a somewhat high-pitched yelp. His head shot around to find that very woman grimacing in pain, her coffee mug toppled unto the floor. Instantly, Alexander ran towards her. He grabbed the mug from the floor and placed it safely unto the table before grasping some napkins and offering them to her. "Here. Are you alright?"

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