[center][h2][color=a0410d]Sam Cross[/color][/h2][/center] 

Sam stubbornly kept working on the mess, still going over in her head how she was appalled at the unprofessionalism that the man had displayed in hitting on her. I mean, she got it a lot, but that didn't make it any less annoying. Perhaps in a way the whole musky and brainless words 'you're hot' were a pet peeve of hers. Now, her second pet peeve was being called a 'goth girl'. She hated the expression because that was how people referred to her so often. She was punk, scene, or grunge, yes, but a goth girl? The label really triggered her to no end. Did she [i]look[/i] like she was 17, had shitty makeup, no self-esteem, a horrid taste in rock music, and had a never ending hate for the world? Perhaps that could have described her during her rebellious teens, but she had evolved from that to something more sophisticated as she grew up. She had perfected her makeup, though dark, to a look of something like a makeup artist would do (she had practiced very vigorously and she liked to think of makeup as a secret hobby of hers). Having been bullied and gone through a lot of shit in her teens, she had come out of it with not necessarily a great deal of confidence (but still much more than before, being able to stand up for herself), but with instead an air of not being one for BS. Her music repertoire had expanded and refined, and she simply held an annoyance for annoying people, not the whole world. 

So! Though the dude had stood up for her in a way by trying to get the ogler away from her, the fact that he used the term 'goth girl' just turned her off completely from his act. She looked up from her cleaning to see him with a very unhappy look on his face. He was probably just doing the deed purely out of the fact he was pissed anyway. Annoyance sprung to Sam's gaze again as she looked at the man.

Fortunately, for some reason the Hercules guy felt that he had some balls enough to propose fist fighting the newer man. She was kinda dumbfounded by the fact that they would start a fight just over some coffee, but when he said it, the other man moved back to the counter. Honestly, she didn't really like either of them, but at least having one gone made her in a bit of a better humor. 

She thought that she was just going to finish up the job herself. However, the man decided, despite having been given venom by her earlier, that he still wanted to help and lifted her laptop (which she had been having trouble getting around). She gave him a light look of grudgingness, like a wary feral dog to a human trying to pet him, and went along with the cleaning. The act seemed more genuine with him acting out of kindness despite how she had acted toward him. At the very least she wasn't bothered by this move and was actually, to some degree of stubborn admiration for it. 

'Oh, and it's Leo the Lion, [i]madame[/i].' He had corrected with a comical amount of pride. The name hit her ears and she paused in wiping around with her rag, and blinked at the silliness of a name that he seemed so dignified about. Sam just couldn't get over the ridiculousness of the name. In her pausing she let a tiny smile slip across her face, never looking up from the table, before going about cleaning again, shaking her head a little. "[color=a0410d]Oookay, Leo the Lion.[/color]" She held back a bit of a snicker. (See! She wasn't all bad!)

Soon enough, the coffee was cleaned leaving a steaming towel in her hands (though again she felt not one bit of burning). She handed it carefully over to Leo the Lion who then folded it neatly. Right when she thought the silly boy was going to leave, he stood at attention to her and began to recite their Muffin Policy. The emphasized gratitude she knew wasn't of the kindest nature, but the notion of getting a free muffin actually made her eyebrows come up with a bit of surprise. She hadn't known anything about this free muffin clause, and there was nothing she liked more than free stuff. Sam gave a pleasantly surprised and kind of "hmm, not bad" expression. "[color=a0410d]Hmm, no lie, that's actually pretty awesome.[/color]" She didn't give quite a smile, but she definitely looked pleased about the unexpected compensation. He went away, but not before asking her to wait until he got back. No worries! She wasn't just going to walk away when she was being given a muffin. However, she was somewhat confused when Leo entered in again with no muffin and was more concerned went over to do other things. Maybe someone else was getting her the muffin? 

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