Lechance

Amy was settled under a tree just outside the hotel. There was a book by her side, but her notebook was open in her lap and she was twirling a pen around her fingers, occasionally scribbling something down before going back to fidgeting again.

She finally let out a small breath and looked up, offering the person close by a smile. "Hello there. We're having such wonderful weather, aren't we?"

Ben was waiting for some glass to cool, so he sat out in front of his shop, legs dangling over the railing as he lit his cigarette. He had a pale red welt on his cheek from a burn and his hair was a mess, but he looked pretty damned perky all things considered. When someone passed by he smiled and offered, "Good day."