Phedre finished processing the payment, tapping the screen for the tip then scribbling a random line for her signature where the only discernable letter was a ‘P’.
“Hopefully today’s been treating you well.” She turned the tablet around after selecting 'e-mail' for where she wanted the receipt to be sent.
“No Karens yet today if that’s what you’re asking,” the barista flashed a joking grin to which Phedre chuckled and shook her head.
“Honestly things have been going well so far. Had a pretty good morning rush.” The first cup was set on the pick-up counter, a tall double-shot iced latte.
“What about you?”“Can’t complain,” Well, she probably
could- at least about the poor choice in shoes or being on her feet too long, or even about the bad drivers she had to deal with this morning, but those were comments best left for Vanessa who could laugh it off with her.
“I have one more meeting at three then I’m done for the week.” Behind her the bell that hung above the door chimed as a small group of people casually walked in.
“Welcome in, I’ll be with you in just a moment.” A scoop of ice was added to the second drink before a lid was securely placed on top.
“It looks like you still got a couple more hours, hopefully it goes well.” “I hope so too,” Phedre picked up both drinks as the bell chimed once more.
“Take care Jesse,” She turned to head back out to her car but the space between tables was narrow as the first set of people stood in a huddled group,
“Pardon me-” “Oh, sorry.” One of them took a step back and moved to stand behind one of their co-workers or friends.
In the brief moment there was space between them, Phedre caught a fleeting sight of someone with their gaze upon her sitting at a table near the far wall. Her friendly expression faltered, falling into something indiscernible. A mix of disbelief… worry… concern… and perhaps a bit of hopefulness, because there’s no way that person was who she thought they were. There wasn’t enough time to make out any definable features before the gap between the line began to fill. All she saw was a sliver of familiar blue, not uncommon but- when you know
you know. and her heart tripped, slamming against her chest at the thought of
who she initially thought she saw. But as Phedre cautiously leaned forward to peer around the last person in line, the second wave of customers filed in behind him creating a barrier that someone of her height simply could not see over.
A defeated sigh escaped her.
Sure, she could ask them to let her by but it would be far too embarrassing to be wrong and inconvenience, or interrupt, other people who were here waiting.
’I need to get back to the office anyway.’ Phedre skirted around a chair and exited the cafe when a third couple approached and held the door open for her.
She paused, glancing over her shoulder towards the store front but the gleam of sunlight across the smooth glass kept her from seeing inside.
“I really need to stop this wishful thinking…” She turned around then and proceeded to get into her car.