"You, too, Veronica. Do you want to go for coffee sometime?" Simon moved a little closer to the young woman; what was it with women who were shorter and younger than he was? Well, at least he hadn't met her in the Hospital; maybe that was a sign. Then again, he'd just come from Jennifer's, maybe it wasn't a sign.
"I have coffee in my apartment." His hand lifted to touch her shoulder. "We could go to my apartment if you want, for coffee."