Sophia walked behind the counter to take his order and quickly rang it up. She was already working on his order, having just ground up the espresso into the little basket and securing it in the machine when Tim asked about their closing time. One corner of her mouth twitched up in an amused smile. The few things she knew about Tim where his name, and that he was somewhat scatter-brained and sometimes seemed to have his head in the clouds. "Tim," she said, handing him his drink, "it's Saturday and it's still early morning. We won't be closing until eight tonight. You have plenty of time to sit here and do some work if you need." Taking his payment she gave him a friendly smile before returning to work.

Once more Sophia was bustling about the shop, busy making drinks and taking orders, stopping to chat with various customers and making sure everything was as they liked it. Eventually her eyes would stray to Tim who was busy at work. She would occasionally stop by his table to check on him and see if he needed anything. He was a curious fellow; quiet, absorbed in his work, hardly ever talking to anyone. Sophia had noticed that he was never one to really start conversations, and she never got much out of him but a polite greeting and his order whenever he was in the cafe. She thought it a little funny that they should be so close in age and so different and also that she knew so little about him despite the fact that they had attended school and college together, him being one grade ahead of her. Deciding that she would fix that today, when it came Sophia's turn for lunch she hung up her apron, made herself a drink, and took the open chair at Tim's table. She sat across from him and did not say a word, instead waiting to see how long it would take for him to notice her.