"That'd be good. And I'm Jeff." Spender flashed her a quick smile before turning to the barista. His order was a simple one, which meant that he was very quickly moving off to the side to wait for his drink.
People in Madison Valley bonded over the strangest of things, and while he hadn't been there nearly as long as some people, he'd been there more than long enough to know that a barista and her potential stabbing somebody was actually on the more normal end of the spectrum.