Irene Copp (Aug 1, 2010 6:36:46 AM)
(This user has entered Starbucks. Because New Orleans needs one.) (IP = 222.154.3.240)
Andy Nichols (Aug 1, 2010 6:38:28 AM)
*One doublemocha-death drink. Lunch of champions.*
Irene Copp (Aug 1, 2010 6:40:49 AM)
Irene enters, sunglasses on, her hair lookly windblown, or maybe its just hoody"blown" for thats what shes wearing, along with her usual jeans. Entering starbucks and actually letting out a small sound of appreciative need as she smells the coffee. Heading straight for the counter.
Andy Nichols (Aug 1, 2010 6:43:18 AM)
*good god she's stalking him. Or something.*
Irene Copp (Aug 1, 2010 6:45:40 AM)
She slips her glasses down to the tip of her nose as she looks up at the menu, finally ordering two coffees, though one is more of a fruit frepe type, some combination of coffee, lime and cream she tried once ... the "desert" coffee to go with her other coffee. Screw the cake. Then moving to turn and either completely missing Andy sitting there or just bein in her own small world and moving towards a table by herself.
Andy Nichols (Aug 1, 2010 6:46:56 AM)
*There's a little smirk on his face* Who's coming later?
Irene Copp (Aug 1, 2010 6:50:27 AM)
"Huh ..." Moving to take off her sunglasses and then blinking and he can see tired ringsbeneath her eyes, though they are getting better. "Oh ... heya Andy."
Andy Nichols (Aug 1, 2010 6:50:53 AM)
You look like shit. Sunlight does nothing for you.
Irene Copp (Aug 1, 2010 6:53:59 AM)
"Yeah ... thanks." Smirking faintly and looking towards the door. "I didn't sleep till last night since last we talked."
Andy Nichols (Aug 1, 2010 6:54:43 AM)
You're welcome. That was what day?
Andy Nichols (Aug 1, 2010 6:55:48 AM)
((Ungh. Hitting wall.
Andy Nichols (Aug 1, 2010 6:57:43 AM)
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Irene Copp (Aug 1, 2010 6:58:18 AM)
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