"Trying to impress someone, mm, Rosanna?" Shou leaned his cheek in his palm, elbow against the table as he lazily smirked over at Rosanna patting down her hair and fixing her clothes as best she could. His half-lidded eyes only widened when she told him that there was no more strawberry cheesecake, to which he picked his head off up his palm, and used the same two fingers to get rid of his lollipop stick, now reduced to just a white skeleton of what it formerly was. He grabbed a tissue from the little holders on each desk and wrapped the stick in it, garbage to be thrown away later. "Heh. Someone coming in to see you, soon?"

Pausing for just a beat when she told him the new options, he sighed rather dramatically before drumming the fingers of his free-hand against the desk whilst he considered. Since the cheesecake was out, and he wanted something rich to go with the coffee, the black forest cake it would have to be, "I'll take the black forest then. Those darn kids, they'll end up eating everything in this place [i]except[/i] you one day."
And here he chuckled, "Actually, no. They probably will, after all that cake. A sweet girl like you? Great dessert."

It was true. Shou had known Rosanna ever since she started working at the Mochavine. She was sporty, spunky and full of life more often than not, and Shou told her more often than not that she was more of an outdoorsy girl, full of fields and beaches and parties on the beach, that she must have been some sort of party-mermaid in her past life.

Among her babbling, Shou sleepily caught the mention of her name, and then it finally did click why she called him Professor more often than not. He was used to it, seeing as he was called it about five days a week for [i]an achingly long[/i] period of time. "Shou [i]Matsuoka[/i]? Yeah, that guy, huh? Real big-shot with the ladies..."

"Nick is definitely an interesting boy. He doesn't pay his studies much heed, I'm afraid, but he's a good kid. He's got this addiction to bubble-gum that I'm starting to worry might be [i]fatal.[/i]" he mused, "Otherwise? He has the most interesting hair I've seen in a while. Dyed purple, and this lovely shade of blue. I suppose he isn't bad-looking...He really is such a flirt, but I'm sure he probably has a girlfriend already. He gets just as many love-letters on a daily basis as this Professor [i]Shou[/i], I can assure you that. They fall out of his desk in my class, too. With all that flirting he does, I bet she must get jealous. He mentioned you on the radio this morning, actually."
Shou glanced out blankly through the window, watching the world go by and avoiding Rosanna's gaze. Nick wasn't wrong. She was a real sun kissed beauty. He began to wonder if he was really out of her league or not, when the bell on the door chimed softly and the woman with the beautiful pink hair stepped in. Though he was taken by her, if only for a couple of seconds, with a little grunt he tore his eyes away as well, sighing a little as he did. How old was she? 20? 21?
[i]I'm getting too old for this to be funny.[/i]

He couldn't help but let his thoughts drift to [i]her.
Alessandra.[/i]

"Suppose that's the end of your shift, huh, Rosanna?" laying his cheek back in his palm, he looked over at the young woman with the same lazy smile from earlier. "I'll make sure to tell Nick he's got some little ladies very curious as to what he's like. I'm sure I'll see him in my class. In my [i]Biology[/i] class."
He paused, and feigned a nonchalant yawn, stretching out his arms and mid-stretch letting his gaze find Rosanna's again. He gave her a little wink, "[i]Professor Shou Matsuoka's[/i] Biology class, to be more specific. [i]Checkmate[/i], little lady."

Though he found himself more focused on April. Usually, he'd pop in and never be able to catch her name, because he was either too focused on a book or caught Rosanna just as she was leaving, so had no real need to speak to her. This time, however, it seemed like she would be the one bringing Shou his cake and coffee.
"Good afternoon, Miss April."
He fumbled with the name, only catching it on a beat from Rosanna's lips when she mentioned her.
[i]Don't want to make a bad impression, of course.[/i]