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madison_avenue (madison_avenue) wrote in silverage,

Don watched the woman walk in and sit - for one stomach-clenching moment, he had thought it was Lily. But for all the surface similarities - the red hair, the obvious spitfire personality - they were two different women. Don eased up a little, and took another sip of coffee.

He continued to watch the world outside pass by, though he had to admit that this girl had caught his attention. She was pretty, though in an accessible way, and he smiled politely in her direction. Thankfully, she reminded him of no-one, except perhaps Lily, in a vague way.

He watched her for a bit as she counted her money, looking nervous. He motioned to the waitress, and whispered to her that he would pick up whatever the woman ordered - anonymously. The snow had put him in an unusually charitable mood. He continued to watch her with a wry smile as she handled her money, sipping his coffee.