Cordelia still remembered her first few days in Lawrence vividly. Thankfully for her, Angel had been there at first, and so had Dawn and Fred and Faith. They'd explained things to her, and knowing she had people there she knew had eased her transition. There hadn't been much time to adjust before Pestilence had shown up, so for Buffy's sake she was glad that nothing too crazy had happened yet. Although knowing Buffy, the blonde may have preferred it that way just to give things a feel of normalcy.
She was pretty sure Buffy was weirded out by Cordelia asking her to meet for coffee, and she couldn't blame Buffy for that. It wasn't something she would have done in the time Buffy was from. They'd never been close. Pretty far from it, even if they'd been thrown together and fought on the same side quite a few times.
But after working for Angel for three years, Doyle dying and her getting the visions, and then all the insanity of Lawrence, Cordelia had done a lot of growing up. Sometimes she felt like she was much older than twenty-one. For now, she was going to be grateful that the current Buffy wasn't going off the deep end and threatening all the vampires in the city. That hadn't exactly been a good time.
Cordelia made her way into the little coffee shop where they'd agreed to meet, spotting the shopping bags at Buffy's feet and smiling a little. She had a shopping trip of her own planned later with Vicki Donovan, and while she was just a little nervous considering the girl was a new vampire, she'd meant what she'd told Vicki. The fact that she felt remorse for almost injuring Bobby spoke volumes to her, and she was willing to try and help her out.
"Hey," she said to Buffy after she ordered a mocha latte and slid into the seat across from the slayer.