Hyperaware as he was, it didn't take a genius to realize the slip of a girl all tucked up like Hermione was would be his coffee date. She didn't look the type to threaten him with burning, but did they ever? John sat up at her approach and stood when she'd reached the table to offer her hand, quick to take and shake it firmly.
"Captain John Hart. Realize I didn't say it, but didn't think you'd miss me," he said conversationally and waited until she was seated to do the same. He peered down into his coffee for a moment, then took himself a drink. It would've been better with a shot of whiskey but who could complain? He probably needed sobering up as it was.
"Expected you to be older."
It was an honest admittance, she certainly didn't off as a teenager but the place seemed riddled with them.