It had been a good day for Lexi. Stefan was almost back to his old self, much as what was happening with Elena and Anakin had to have been troubling him. But he was handling it well and without running back to his Ripper ways. She'd gotten through to him yet again, she'd always do it of course. He was and would always be her best friend in the world, and she'd do anything for him. Including get them both coffee. Sexy sexy coffee. Nothing like it in all the world and she was more than happy to go so she could get them to make it her way which Stefan usually told her was wrong and bad and if she was mortal it would probably kill her, so what if it involved four espresso shots and 12 sugars, and of course some strawberry flavouring. It was the greatest coffee ever to exist and it was her coffee. She placed her order with a grin as the server guy blinked twice and nodded at her coffee choice before turning to lean against the wall and spotting another of her friends looking just a little worse for wear. LOL Hangovers. Basically. He seemed to be glaring at his coffee cup like it was in fact the seal in disguise but also the bringer of greatness, and in his case right now. It was.
"HI SAM," she said loudly and oh so obnoxiously bounding over to him with a nod to the guy to bring her coffee over, she would bring Stefan his after the fact. But Sam looked like he needed cheering up, and she knew why. Mother's Day, the recent loss of his mother to the whims of the seal. He looked like hell and probably didn't feel much better either. He looked like he needed a friend, and that she was more than willing to do. After the trolling of course. It made her life.
"LOUD NOISES. I AM MAKING LOUD NOISES. ARE YOU A FAN OF LOUD NOISES SAM? I AM A FAN OF LOUD NOISES. LOOOOUD NOOOOIIISES. MWAH!" With that she kissed his hair with an exaggerated noise before sliding into the seat across from his. Poor dear. "Okay so you hate me more than words can express right now, I understand this, but are you okay hangover aside? Its been a tough few weeks for you. I know it has, and I know it can't be easy for you but is it worth feeling this crappy. If so I can totally offer more boozing but your wife might actually kill me and she's a tiny scary brunette and I sort of fear them sometimes. Or I can offer talking. I give good talk." she told him tilting her head slightly. Lexi worried about her friends, probably a little too much, but there it was, and Sam Winchester had become a friend very quickly since her arrival. He hadn't so much had a say in the whole business.