*blinks up at you and thinks, nonsensically, were you always this tall?* *shakes your hand by pure reflex, and again, she repeats herself, a bit faintly* It's fine.
*can't stop staring as you take your seat across from her* *blurts the first thing that comes to mind* Are you going to snag a coffee? Mine's a mocha, but I'm a girl, I get to do girly drinks. Shut up, Esther.