Adam hadn't expect a company, much less such arrogant-sounding teenage girl. Considering how packed this cafe were, such event are given to say the less. However being yelled like this was not really what he had in mind. 

"Adam Steven"

He shortly answered. As a fine young adult, Adam is more or less accustomed with human socialization. But as one can see, he seems to be in trouble commencing verbal interaction with her. As to calm down his nervousness, mostly due to shock, Adam took the first slip of the Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee he had just ordered. It tested quite smooth and mild it taste, it exhibits a bright and vibrant yet smooth acidity, a clean taste with virtually no bitterness, and a bold yet sparkling aroma with a profusion of floral notes and sweet herbal and nutty overtones.

"......"

There was a silent for a moment as he slowly drink his order. But as a grown man, Adam felt the responsibility to smooth this conversation, if one can call it that. As far as it goes, all he got was getting yelled for simply "being there". It seemed it won't work out that easily, at least from his perspective.

"Well, to put meaning to this interesting course of fate, I say pleasant to meet you."
 
A pause. Well, talking to stranger, a girl up to boot, was not that easy hurdle to pass. Adam tries his best to speak the lines he manage to recall from some novel he read not long ago.

"So, are you willing to spare some time telling me a story? I'm craving for some tales actually."

As awkward as it sound, it is his true desire. And from what he knows, girls love talking, so this is the best move he can manage.