Welcome to Gaia! ::

Location:: Moonbucks - Table
Clothing:: Normal tourist
Company:: Possible assistance
Feeling:: Suspicious
Condition:: Healthy
Wallet:: 3000.00$
Items:: Badge, S&W 627, Cell Phone and Handcuffs
Items in Shadow Realm:: COM-glasses, Ammo, Sunglasses, City map (marked with red X's) and a Small water bottle
OOC::



A hand coyishly covers his mouth and a blush soon blooms on his cheeks to Aerdrie's charisma. To be called sir was something he wasn't all that use to and coming from the elven beauty made his lips brighten with a smile which hid behind a hand when she told him she was in fact an adult and not a teen. Her smooth skin could have fooled him or perhaps it was this regal aura from Aerdrie which had him acting so coy. "Glad to hear you like being thought of as youthful. Honestly, I think you'll only look more beautiful as you age like a fine wine."

The warm inviting scent of coffee was too much for the man to ignore and no longer would he let it chill with its top off and small breeze to help its sweet scent dance in the air. Raising the cup to his own lips he would take a long sip followed with a large smile and a small mustache on his face before continuing with grace and gauche. "I apologize for my rudeness, I didn't introduce myself! My name is Alfons Jäger, and it's a pleasure to meet a lady like yourself." The din of people coming in and out was like clockwork, like a job, but as the gears kept spinning these two would seem lost in their own world as other took note of the difference before returning to their reason for being in the coffee shop in the first place.

-Enter-

Ailene didn't own a car. She knew that she should have invested in one, but at the same time she just could never justify doing so. She'd never had to before now, and now that she was on her own she still couldn't justify it still. She had taken a bus close to Moonbucks, and arrived there just short of the thirty minutes that she had promised as she approached the café. She'd been in here a couple of times since she had moved into the city. She liked to come here before she worked sometimes, to get a tea or a coffee. She enjoyed the smells more than the taste, not that the taste wasn't nice. They did an excellent job with their beverages. That being said, the smell reminded her of so many things... She liked it. It made her feel strangely nostalgic, and relaxed her.

However, as she entered the café she noticed Chester essentially instantly. He rather stood out, not many people had hair like him or carried themselves the way that he did. It was an easy observation for her. He looked... Somewhat haggard, perhaps. But better than last night. Brighter, somehow, despite the hangover he seemed to have over the phone. He really didn't look like it here... She smiled a bit, it did seem as if he slept well, if nothing else. She approached him at his position in line, greeting him with a small wave before she was within easy talking range "Sorry... I hope I didn't keep you waiting to long" She said with a faint smile as she slid herself into the line beside him. She already knew what she wanted, she had ordered something here before and it was wonderful. But it was her treat, And so she was about to ask Chester what he wanted... But that wasn't much of a conversation opener, was it? So instead, she opted to ask him. "Did you sleep well..? For what its worth, you look much better than you sounded... Your tenacity is something to be praised" She says approvingly. Really she didn't expect him to clean up so well. He looked quite nice... If a bit fancier than she expected. She was more expecting a T-shirt and jeans type of attire... Maybe she should have worn a dress, instead. Just a short one. But she thought she wore a nice outfit all the same. "You're making me feel a bit underdressed" She says with the same faint smile on her lips. "Have you decided what you want to order? Remember... It's my treat." She says. Her eyes leaving no room for discussion. However, She amends herself. "At least this time". She was quite intent on making this work out well enough so it wouldn't be their last outing.

Ailene raised an eyebrow at him. Most people with hangovers tended to sleep... Well, quite a bit. She did almost laugh at his comment about cheesecake though. Her smile widening a little bit. "You're a very smart man, Chester... Using a hangover as an excuse to eat cheesecake, is it?" She inquires softly. A slight amusement coloring her otherwise calm voice. Very smart though. She wasn't lying about that. Today, she wore her hair down freely, as she often did. She didn't like to restrain her hair, it was not such a difficult thing to correct it as it was needed. Long and straight, like a waterfall broken by rocks where it fell around her shoulders. It was more simple to wear her hair like this... Chester's hair, on the contrary, seemed to naturally have the sort of spike to it. Perhaps it was a reflection of his personality. Something to note, she'd keep it in mind as this... What was this? Recovery? Therapy? Whatever it was, progressed onward.

She already knew what she wanted, and soon they approached the front of the line. The orders from those in front of them going by quite quickly. When she was greeted by the clerk she gave Chesters order, and then hers. "And... A white chocolate mocha, please." She says, handing over the money ($6.50) to the barista, she inclined her head to Chester towards a table. Giving them a place to move too as they are handed the slice of cake. The coffee's still in the process of being made. And, cake in hand, with all the balance and grace of a dancer, Ailene takes a seat and places the slice of cake on the table that she chose. She picked one close to the window, to give a bit of atmosphere. Letting them see the world bustling by outside while the cafe's music played gently in the background. And once Chester took his seat she gestured to the Cheesecake "There you are... Your convenient hangover cure" She says with a small smile on her lips. The amusement back again. What a curious person Chester was. "So, Chester..." She was about to ask him if he had any plans for the day, but she scolded herself. If he said no she didn't want to force him to continue an outing with her after this. She should at least give him some kind of escape. "Where do you live?" She asked him instead, wondering what the trip was like for him to get here... Was that to far of a jump? That was kind of sudden, looking back at it now that it was already out on the table... "I'm in Ombre" She says, hoping to save a bit of face.

Truthfully, such a thing as hangover foods didn't necessarily concern her. So she trusted his opinion, it seemed he knew what he was talking about. To her, she could always justify getting a cheesecake. The blueberries provided a good excuse regardless. He also had a good point about the aesthetic of the cake. Truthfully, to Ailene, aesthetic was a nice touch though it didn't mean much. She simply enjoyed things in all of their forms. But she had seen sloppily made cheesecake, and truthfully it did make her more excited to eat when what she was eating looked delicious... Though she still wasn't really hungry, she debated getting a cookie for a moment before deciding against it for now. Maybe when she got their drinks. She'd have to wait and see how she felt.

"Ombre is quite nice" She admitted. It was a little... What was the word she was looking for. Ghetto., perhaps. But all the same she felt it more homey than anything else. It was simple. Comfortable... Human. She was happy to live there and didn't really have any wants to move elsewhere. Not that she was sure how to do that in the first place, but all the same. "I've always wanted a motorcycle" She adds thoughtfully. "Would you really end up on a scooter?" She asked him with a bit of surprise. She had never really considered a scooter itself as a mode of transportation. It seemed so... Dull. But the thought of Chester on one was kind of cute. "It would suit you" She admits, her long hair falling around her however it pleases, out of her face seeming to be its only restriction. Though she doesn't have long before the drinks are called for and she gestures to Chester to stay seated. Standing as she says "Please. Stay. Recover... With your blueberries. I'll get them" She says with the same amused curiosity in her voice. Very faint, but nonetheless, still present.

As she walks, she has a certain way of walking. It's very nice, she's extremely light on her feet, and has a certain confidence to her movements. Like one who has entire mastery of her body and isn't afraid in the slightest of moving with it. Her hair giving a soft veil around her frame as she heads to the counter to get the drinks... And buys herself a cookie while she's up there. Macadamia nut, and once they retrieve the cookie she returns to their table with all of their things, setting the tea down for Chester "Here... Your tea" She says as she sets down her coffee and cookie on the other end of the table. Freeing her hands before taking her seat. She grabbed nothing to enhance her coffee with, seeming content with its flavor as it is as she takes a sip of it, before breaking off a small piece of her cookie and taking a bite. Finishing it quickly before she breaks off another small piece, holding it out to Chester this time. "These are quite delicious... I'm surprised... I've never had them before. Here... Try it" She says as she keeps the bit of cookie extended to him.