Weaver was walking into a coffee shop to get something to drink. This was customary of human behavior. There were a good number of people here on a break, from either school or work. Her story would be similar. It did not take her long to get a coffee. As she stepped outside, she noticed a young woman sitting nearby. Weaver wondered if she was native or one of the visitors.
"Studying for class?" she asked simply, with a slight smile on her features.