Just entering the Mocha was Riley. Done filming until Tuesday, he had the new script under his arm and planned on looking it over while enjoying a cup of coffee, but he couldn't quite tell if the pretty brunette was in line, or just milling.
There was a sizable space between her and the person ahead of her, but he didn't want to inadvertently budge. How ridiculously high school would that have been?
So, he cleared his throat gently and asked, "Excuse me, Miss, but are you waiting?" And he gestured to the line, now moving ahead again.