Coffee (rp thread for work_with_it)
Dalia headed into the coffee shop. She was tired from a long day and a bit emotionally shaken, not that she'd admit to it, but going home would mean having to deal with her parents. She didn't want to defend her job or answer the questions. Not yet, anyway. James was interesting to talk to - the handful of times they talked - and she'd probably have to work with him in the future, anyway, so coffee had seemed like a good, if not spur-of-the-moment idea. She went up to the counter and placed her order while she waited for him to arrive.