When she stepped into the bookstore, two lattes in hand, Jesse was not behind the register like she expected. Malia paused, but quickly recovered and looked through the aisles, searching for her boyfriend getting lost in a book he was meant to be restocking. But he wasn't there, either. Maybe he caught up in something, too busy to talk to her? Malia brushed that thought aside as it came to her; Jesse always had time for her. Still, the coffee she had for him felt a little heavy in her hand. Malia was just about to walk into the back room like she belonged there, but paused again when something caught her eye. Entering the store, Jesse... a coffee in his hand. Malia half-laughed, half-sighed as she walked over to him. "We must have just missed each other," she said, placing his now-extra drink on the counter.