[ She's a few days out from Karen's hitchhiker giving her a spectacular black eye, for one.
But a slow, creeping movement catches at the corner of her eye. A coffee cup, previously out of her line of sight, is pushed to a spot roughly under her nose. By the, uh, the thing sitting across from Cassian. Her lips twitch into a brief confused smile before drooping into a frown of concern and then, finally, evening out into a pasted on customer service pleasantry. This place is so fucking weird.
A few seconds later, she returns with a fresh pot and two mugs in the same unfortunate shade of butter yellow as her polo. One mug is filled with fresh, hot coffee. This is given to Cassian. The other one is left empty and gently pushed toward the mannequin, in a(n unintentionally condescending) manner quite similar to pacifying a child who wants to pretend to be an adult. ]
Are you ready to order or do you need another minute?
[ She's trying really hard to pretend this is all normal, but her cheeks are bound up in a silent discomfort. Pointedly, she no longer turns her back to the mannequin. ]
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[ She's a few days out from Karen's hitchhiker giving her a spectacular black eye, for one.
But a slow, creeping movement catches at the corner of her eye. A coffee cup, previously out of her line of sight, is pushed to a spot roughly under her nose. By the, uh, the thing sitting across from Cassian. Her lips twitch into a brief confused smile before drooping into a frown of concern and then, finally, evening out into a pasted on customer service pleasantry. This place is so fucking weird.
A few seconds later, she returns with a fresh pot and two mugs in the same unfortunate shade of butter yellow as her polo. One mug is filled with fresh, hot coffee. This is given to Cassian. The other one is left empty and gently pushed toward the mannequin, in a(n unintentionally condescending) manner quite similar to pacifying a child who wants to pretend to be an adult. ]
Are you ready to order or do you need another minute?
[ She's trying really hard to pretend this is all normal, but her cheeks are bound up in a silent discomfort. Pointedly, she no longer turns her back to the mannequin. ]