There was another awkward moment of silence (the first of many, she was sure), before Mia gave off a small sigh and started the long, painful walk over to the counter where he was standing. It crossed her mind briefly that she was extremely glad she had vetoed the t-shirt and gone with the sundress instead. Oh yeah, when you were around the ex, you wanted to look good.
She cleared her throat quietly, her hands resting uncomfortably on the counter. "Hey," she said, forcing a small smile. "You work here now?"