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Katie Haynes

Location: Faraday Heights 27B 
Interacting With: Andy @Dusk, Claire @shagranoz

Katie was relieved by Andrew's reaction. Yes, he'd gotten a bit heated, but what he was saying was reasonable. She was glad that someone else agreed. She smiled in response to his apology. "No need to apologize, I've gotten fairly passionate about things I've been talking about before, almost threw a chair on accident once..." She trailed off, looking thoughtful for a moment before muttering a bit more. "Almost threw a chair on purpose once too... But anyway, it's a natural reaction."

Realizing what time it was, she quickly scarfed down her remaining eggs and toast and washed it down with the rest of her coffee while nodding in affirmation to Andy. If her boss knew she made coffee like that she probably wouldn't have a job as a barista, but that was the way she liked it, and at least she was fairly skilled at making coffee the way other people liked it too, though she couldn't do latte art nearly as well as Andy could. She swallowed quickly and thanked Claire for the eggs as she walked to the door and shoved her feet into her boots. It was cold out there, she'd need to wrap up pretty warmly.

As she put on an extra sweater and a scarf, she realized she hadn't yet thanked Andrew. "Thanks for making the coffee by the way, I'd probably be a zombie right now without it." As she said it, Katie began to wonder whether zombies were real as well. They weren't your typical kind of creature you read about in fairy tales and myths, but they were what could be described as supernatural... depending on the type. This set her on the path of wondering whether dragons were real, they were more common in such stories and were widely acknowledged in myths and legends all around the world, surely they had to be real at some point, though maybe they were hunted to extinction or something. It would certainly be interesting to find out. She didn't want to ask though, it just seemed like a rude thing to do. Besides, if zombies were real they'd probably have been noticed a long time ago.

She pulled on her jacket and hat as she returned from her thoughts to the real world. "At the very least, we shouldn't end up getting bored today." She remarked to Andy about the probable conditions at the coffee shop. "I hope people aren't getting too tense in there."

Talia Halbrook

Location: The Early Bean 
Interacting With: Barachiel @Skelace, Miles @murdoc

Well, well, well, it seemed there was some entertainment to be had today. A young man whose name appeared to by Mylez, or Myles, or Miles, or something of that nature, judging by the cup, was causing a little bit of consternation at the front of the line. Talia smiled in anticipation of some kind of blow-up, but it didn't happen. How disappointing. Still, there was material she could work with. This could prove to be interesting. As she waited for her coffee to be made, she watched him head over to an occupied table. The man sitting there seemed to radiate an atmosphere of wholehearted diligence. Her smile widened slightly, this mixture could prove quite dramatic. And the name the boy uttered to the man at the table didn't sound modern, in fact, it sounded downright ancient...

Well, Barachiel was obviously an angel, that much was certain. Just the kind of angel that Talia liked to mess with from the looks of him. She could feel a mischievous spark growing into a flame as she took her coffee, name spelled correctly as always, and a slice of strawberry cheesecake over to the table where the two were sitting. 

"Do you mind if I sit with you? There's not much room elsewhere." She asked them, setting her coffee and cheesecake down without waiting for an answer. As she relaxed into the third chair at the table, she focused her arrogance-enhancement energy on the young man whose name was misspelled. He already seemed to have plenty, it would be entertaining to see what would happen if he had a bit more. She wondered if he would protest to her butting into the conversation with the angel, or whether his reaction would be welcoming. Arrogance was nothing if not unpredictable when you least expected it. In any case, the result would be better than just sitting around with nothing to do.

"Quite chilly outside, isn't it? The Unseelie Fae should do something useful and give us moderate warmth instead of freezing us all to death."
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