"Payment, Please." Aphrah Armstrong held out the plastic coffee can. The pale blue 12-sided die made an initial thud and several slight bounces before being the first form of payment in the old metal coffee can.
Aphrah had been preoccupied with the payment and failed to notice Enzo, the dark-haired owner of blue eyes in a similar shade as the die he had distributed in the pot. Enzo didn't like being ignored. He was leaning on the door jam and biting his nails. Aphrah thought that was sexy for a minute until her OCD told her he had just given payment into her can. GROSS.
The bridge of her nose crinkled up and she admitted him. The dark amusement he was feeling made him sigh deeply at her idiosyncratic behavior.