Come in, relax, have a coffee and sit on one of the several million comfortable armchairs and sofas.

::Moira enters the coffe shop and orders a mocha. Mmm, mocha. She sits down in an armchair and sips at it, wincing as the drink burns her tongue.::

(Ow...)

::Julie walks in and looks around and sees Moira.::

(Must not be a very popular coffee shop, it's so empty. It'll work for my advantage I suppose.)

::Orders a white chocolate mocha and a cookie, sits on one of the sofas, pulls out a book from her bag and flips through the page blowing gently at her coffee.::

::Moira looks up to see Julie.::

"Who are you?"

::Julie looks up from book at Moira.::

"Hi to you too."

::Smiles.::

"I'm Julie, and you would be...?"

::Moira stares at Julie for a moment, and seems to deem her acceptable.::

"I'm Moira."

::Julie smiles at Moria still.::

"Pleasure to meet you Moira. Are you new around here?"

::Closes book.::

"Yes, I am. Are you?"

"Yeah, just got around."

::Sips coffee.::

"Right."

::Takes another sip from her now-cooler coffee.::

"Not very keen on making friends are you?"

::Julie sips her coffee again, and looks at Moira before looking away and focusing back on her book.::

"Not hugely. I've had bad experiences. You seem ok though."

"We've all had bad experiences, it's hard to trust people. Especially men."

::Julie crosses legs and flips pages, finishes drinking her mocha.::

"Men?"

::Moira looks at Julie interestedly.::

"Go on then. Obviously you have something to say."

::Julie laughs.::

"Nothing really, I just truly believe men are scummy little bastards. It's too bad I can't control who I'm attracted to. Know what I mean?"

::Moira nods.::

"No. I've never had that problem. Have you tried lesbianism?"

::Sips. Mmm, chocolate and coffee. Mmmm.::

::Julie chuckles at the term "lesbianism".::

"Don't you think that's a little too personal to be asking someone you don't even know?"

::Raises eyebrows waiting for Moira's answer.::

"Not really. It's a straight question. I expect a straight answer. I always answer properly."

::Julie stares at Moida.::

"You do, do you? So, you said you haven't had the same problem. Why would that be? I don't wanna jump to my own conclusions."

"I can control who I'm attracted to."

::Sips.::

"Do you control who's attracted to you?"

"I can put people off if I don't like them."

"Who can't?"

::Julies sits back and looks out coffee shop window.::

::Moira looks sightly baffled.::

"So... What's your point?"

::Julie avoids grinning.::

(I really don't understand why it's so hard to make new friends, people are just impossible they are.)

"No point, just saying."

::Moira's brow furrows slightly.::

"Ok..."

"So! Got a lover?"

::Julie looks at grinning like a child.::

::Patience enters and orders an iced coffee and an oatmeal raisen cookie. After paying she takes her things and sits down next to Julie. She looks around the place intently as she tears off a bit of cookie, munches on it, and follows it with a nice cool shot of iced coffee.::

::Julie looks at the new guest, checking her out from head to toe with no shame.::

"Good cookie?"

::Patience grins as she watches Julie oogle her. She raises an eyebrow in interest as she pinches off another piece of cookie and places it into her mouth.::

"The best...would you like some?"

::She offers Julie her cookie (oooo naughty).::

::Julie licks her lips and smiles at Patience.::

"What kinda cookie is it?"

"Oatmeal..."

::She zeros in on Julie's lips as she licks her own.::

"I tend to like my things gritty and a little bit sweet."

(All my things.)

::Julie flashes Patience a killer smile.::

"Oatmeal is my favorite."

::She reaches and breaks off a small piece of Patience's cookie and eats it slowly.::

"Good cookie huh?"

(Wow...)

"So I'm Patience...what shall I call you my dear?"

::Julie smiles, and flips her hair.::

"I'm Julie, but you can call me anything you like..."

(I think this all answers Moira's question...)

"Ditto."

::She crosses her legs and leans back abit.::

"So are you new here...or have you just been hiding yourself away in this charming little coffee shop?"

::Julie stares at Patience's breasts, quickly looks up to face.::

"Sorry did you say something?"

(I don't know if I should slap her or take her back to my place.)

"Yeah, one, I don't talk out of my breasts, and two, you are really cute."

::Grins mischeviously.::

::Julie grins innocently.::

"I'm so sorry."

(I'm not really, she's so hot my eyes like to feast on her body...)

::She leans in closely.::

"Some how I don't think you are..."

(But you will be.)