Who: Alistair and Aveline What: Talking about vocations Where: A coffeeshop in Malibu Warnings: None
Alistair sat at a table with two chairs, waiting for Aveline to show up and nursing an extra large mug as he waited. He had mixed feelings about some things in this world, but mochas were definitely something he loved. He'd drink nothing else if he could get away with it. A caffiene rush plus chocolate deliciousness? Glorious.
Granted, he was twitchy and restless. But that was probably because something was bugging him rather than the caffiene.