“I wasn’t that close, I do believe in personal space.” she sighed as she rolled her eyes. Lucy missed New York on days like today. She hated how cozy and friendly people liked to be here. However, she was just grumpy, needed her caffeine “Whatever… Doesn’t matter.” she muttered to the woman attempts to clean the shirts “It’s just my husband, he’s like the most understand man in the world, I just happen to like this shirt.” she balled up the napkins and moved past the woman to toss them out.