Smith ~
Laura wandered into the Mocha but stopped by the door to glance back at the strange man in the lobby. She looked towards the security desk where the guard was keeping a wary eye on him, then shrugged and went inside the coffeeshop.
The queue wasn't too long for once so she got her latte soon and then headed to find a table. She walked among the tables in black high heeled ankle boots, a white loose blouse and a black tight dangerously short skirt - and a smile on her lips when she spotted Smith.