The Coffee House
Michael pulled out the chair with one swift movement, smiling as Penelope seemed to be stumbling over her words a little, “Scofield — Michael Scofield.” Taking his seat opposite her, he set down his book and took a mouthful of coffee, “Nice to meet you too.” Honestly, he wasn’t all that great at smalltalk and he wasn’t going to force it if he was going to come across badly to a rather attractive woman.
Penelope smiled when he sat down with her " It's nice to meet you Mister Scofield. Sorry - I was ehm just checking email - You startled me" She smiled and glanced down at a long list of work emails she didn't really want to go through, while sipping at her coffee " I've not seen you here before - are you new to the neighborhood?"









