Marvel Log: Claire B & Erik L
[Claire got to the coffee shop only a minute or two before nine, biting back a yawn as she parked. For a moment, she studied the shop itself, peering through the window as she looked around for a tall guy wearing a hat. Shrugging finally, the eighteen year old got out of the car and headed on inside. She was a little wary, sure, but afraid? Not even a little bit. She was confident enough to know she couldn't be hurt. Walking to a corner table, she sat and watched through the windows, wondering when - or if - this Erik guy would show.]