Echo saw the other brunette because she wandered past her table without noticing her, and her stomach tightened for a reason that had nothing to do with the upcoming interview. It had taken an effort on her part just to leave a note for Emmeline after she'd made her that tea mixture, and she studied the contents of her coffee cup, struggling with whether or not to speak up. At least she wouldn't have to raise her voice much, since the early hour meant that the diner had few customers.
"Hi," she said shyly, then cleared her throat because her voice was too low. "I guess you don't eat much for breakfast," she added in a clearer tone as she indicated the nonplussed waitress who'd taken the shopkeeper's order. Make up something else to say. Don't stammer.
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on 2013-10-04 05:35 am (UTC)"Hi," she said shyly, then cleared her throat because her voice was too low. "I guess you don't eat much for breakfast," she added in a clearer tone as she indicated the nonplussed waitress who'd taken the shopkeeper's order. Make up something else to say. Don't stammer.
"What are you writing?"