Alessa had decided to sit down in one of the chairs at one of the tables. She liked this establishment, because the seats were cozy, and actually the whole thing was cozy. She also liked some of the drinks they served. So she had ordered herself a cup of mocha, and was sipping on that while waiting for Harry. Her senses were alerted when a brunette man wearing a brown jacket stepped into the shop.
It was him. Alessa knew that without a doubt this was him. She wanted to run up, and hug him. She kept herself restrained though, and instead she stood up, slowly waved at Harry, and motioned for him to come over.