Um - yeah, might as well. [She takes half a step toward the counter, waiting to make sure it was a suggestion he intends to follow up on. Was it like this before? This level of thinking and rethinking and overthinking feels so much sharper here, and she can't decide if it's some universal change that no one else has mentioned because they handle it so much better, or if she really should be on some kind of medication.
But that idea is literally nauseating, now, so she stuffs her hands into her pockets as she joins the line at the counter.]
Did you, um. [She is terrible at making small talk, but it seems preferable to silence - at least until she starts.] Did you find the cafe okay?
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But that idea is literally nauseating, now, so she stuffs her hands into her pockets as she joins the line at the counter.]
Did you, um. [She is terrible at making small talk, but it seems preferable to silence - at least until she starts.] Did you find the cafe okay?