And hello! Maybe waiting around wouldn't be that painful after all. Tommy turned in Felicia's direction, gave her a once over then grinned. If he had to guess, he'd say she was probably the same age he was. And he already liked her sense of smile.
"Pretty much," he said. He nodded in her direction, gaze on her own abnormally light hair. He didn't see any roots so either she'd just gotten it dyed or... "You?"
"You know," he started, gesturing to the deli counter "if this isn't the best sandwich ever, I'm gonna hold you responsible."