Jeans, long-sleeved t-shirt, sneakers. George stood in front of the bathroom mirror and pulled her bangs back, holding them in a ponytail of sorts. She walked out of the room in a minute, breathing in the fresh air of a mildly warm morning.
She walked into the cafe calmly, spotting Andy in a booth not far from the door. As George sat down in front of him, a plate of waffles and a bottle of syrup appeared on the table in front of her.
"Morning!" She said cheerfully, both to the waffles and Andy.