Dorcas grinned a little but then thought for a moment, "Man, I would never survive in jail... Someone would try to make me their bitch and then just shank me when I started crying excessively." Alright, so she had an active imagination. So what? She had seen enough movies and documentaries...
She had ordered this big chocolatey foamy thing. Honestly, she didn't know what it was but she figured the whipped cream would cancel out the coffee. Dorcas blinked and glanced at the table Adam had sort of been looking at. Silently, she nodded at him like they were doing something ridiculously covert and awesome. "Um, I met my boss trying to sell some stuff of my parents'. He had me wait in his office for something and I kind of got bored. And nosy. And started reorganizing. First he kicked me out. Then about a week later, he hired me. I never thought to ask why."