She'd gone through an interesting little adventure of her own. She wasn't sure of her feelings about it at this current time, but it hadn't been quite as bad as she'd first thought..just very startling to suddenly end up in the past with two rather fiesty males.
She sauntered into the Coffee Shop, coming off of work, and she'd decided she needed a little shot of java to keep going. She was rather tired today from her adventure. It had drained her and she was still expected to work, of course. She'd let her hair down loose today, it hanging in loose wild raven waves down to about the middle of her back. Her tall stature was made even more obvious by her heavily soled boots with boosted her up a few inches. Today she was wearing a billowly kind of floor length black skirt and a wrap around style ruby red top with tiny little cap sleeves. She wore red lipstick, dark black eyeliner and red nailpolish this particular day.
She faced the tender of the place, a bit surprised to find him green, but not overly so..it took all sorts here, she'd discovered that not very many days into her imprisonment here. As she faced the other her features became quite visible, those slightly thick lips (only thick because of the lipstick), those almost commanding eyes, the large, striking nose, the pale skin. "Good evening. I would like a mocha latte please. And a chocolate muffin, if you carry those." Her voice was a bit low for a woman, but not overly so, and what many might find soothing.
She probably shouldn't be indulging in a baked good, but oh well, she'd had a very..trying week, she decided she deserved it. If it went to her hips, so what? She doubted she was going to find anyone she wanted to look good for here anyway.