Elsa laughed when she made Daphne jump. “I’m sorry, love,” she said, her smile wide. She pulled a tissue out of her bag and gave it to the girl to wipe her mouth with. “Daphne, isn’t it? I only came over to ask where ya got ya coffee from. I’m gaspin’ for a drink, bu’ I din’t know there were any cafes ‘round 'ere.” She sat down beside Daphne and crossed her legs.
“Thank you!” Daphne happily accepted the tissue, dabbing at her mouth before she spoke. “Yes... Oh, right, there’s one just around the corner. It’s fairly new I think, it’s the first time I’d been. I can show you if you want? Or if you’re really thirsty, you’re welcome to some of mine.” Daphne stopped, unsure of whether or not it was odd to offer, though she really was happy to share. “I’ve completely forgotten his name, but I’ve met a guy who works there before. P... ginger hair, kind of shy?”
