She didn't react. Or it wasn't like he thought it would be. He imagined that she'd look around. That she make a face. But she didn't nothing. Even when she said it out loud she didn't change her demeanor. Just seemed like everyone else that works there. He didn't pay it any attention. Until he got outside, and noticed his cup. Keith now ended with a question mark. And there was a number on the side.
She noticed him as well it had seemed.
He wanted to turn around and tell her, but at the same time he just kept walking. Much like her he didn't want to draw attention to it, maybe even there were some people watching them now. He drank his mocha, this time he'd gotten it hot, different than normal. This coffee was new to him, nothing like
Spacecity
, but nothing like what he was used to either. Too sweet he thought, and took another sip.
Next time he'd get a double espresso over ice, just pure coffee flavor he thought would be nice. He didn't know when to call her. Thinking about other things was trying to get that out his head. When would he call her? Would he use his phone?