She followed him to the empty station, eyeing the char as it approached. She had half a mind to wipe this seat cushion too, but she didn't want him to judge her. He seemed like the judging type. "I'm coming," she said, climbing into the chair and staring into the mirror at him behind her.
"What's your name? I've definitely seen you around." She wasn't going to say where just yet. Rielle wanted to know if he'd recognize her, too. Most people did. She was pretty well known.