"You really like coffee, don't you?"
Ethan's question barely hit the girl's ears as she stared longingly at the cafe's menu. After falling asleep yet again at the office, Ethan had made her go with him to get some more coffee as they waited for the final search results from the police officers. It had been about three hours since Ethan had called them, and she hoped that they were there looking. After all, who knew how long it would take?
"It's my favorite meal." She joked, nudging the boy in the side. He laughed, sensing the ridiculous claim in her sentence.
"C'mon, (Y/n). You're always talking about being 'healthy'. Whatever happened to that?"
"Coffee is the only thing that makes me move, pal." She replied, grabbing him by the forearm as she ran up to the now open cashier's counter. The woman behind the counter seemed to be in about her twenties or so, long dark brown-black hair, and a pair of glasses sat on her face. Her name-tag read 'Kathryn'.
