[color=burlywood]"Ah. My apologies- my name is Bernard Benson Browning. The few people I know call me Bee, or Triple-Bee. Or any variant thereof."[/color]

He shrugged, and carefully extracted a fruity looking pastry. Taking a bite and chewing slowly, he watched Evie finish up her work. He returned the smile with one of his own, content and relieved that he made up for his rude remarks earlier. Leaning back a bit, he checked his phone for a brief moment, before setting it to sleep again, and turned his attention back to Evie. 

[color=burlywood]"So, Evie, that's a nice name by the way, do you usually come here in the mornings? My own coffee machine, which I used only for hot chocolate, broke, so now I need a new fix. I'm guess this is the place to get it?"[/color]

He dipped his pastry into his hot chocolate, and took an experimental bite. Apparently liking it, he dipped it even more, and took a larger bite, obviously burning his mouth in the process. Obvious, in that he was mumbling, [color=burlywood]"Ow! Ow! Owie!"[/color] and trying to take deep, somewhat covert breaths.