WHO: Gillian Lennox & Phillip North WHEN: 9.12.08 @ 11:30 am WHERE: Corner Coffee Shop SUMMARY: Gillian and Phillip run into each other in the age old fashion of getting coffee. RATING: PG STATUS: Complete
She was wearing a pair of oversized sunglasses, but then again unless she got the little ones they all looked a little oversized on her. At the moment, she was standing in line, staring up at the menu of the corner coffee shop musing over whether she should go for the hazelnut or the mocha latte. She'd picked up a little muffin off the display to pick at. She probably should've eaten something along the lines of a sandwich, but she felt like throwing herself into a sugar coma.
Gillian didn't live in Las Vegas, and she wasn't exactly visiting anyone, but she had been sent to a journalism convention as a TA's +1 assistant. Lucky for her, the last workshop ended early and she had a few hours out to look around, though most of the tourist things were encouraged to be done after hours. Her partner was actually back in the room nursing her hangover. She thought about getting an extra coffee for her on the way out, but she decided against it.
Jill was just going to have her lunch here.
Pushing her glasses up like a headband, revealing her violet eyes. She started to dig around in her bag as she settled on the mocha latte, then waited there at the counter as the barista made her warm beverage.