Somehow I doubt that. Besides, scenery? There's not much to look at -- [And Ramona makes a point of giving the room a good once over.] -- unless you're into annoying teenagers pretending that drinking coffee makes them mature or exhausted parents lugging their toddlers around the mall.
I think you're just being picky, which is slightly ironic all things considered. [He's just going to raise a brow at you and continue staring surfing the crowd, occasionally stopping his gaze to look at the passers by.]] What's put you in such a bad mood today anyway? If I'd known all you were going to do was harsh the mood I wouldn't have invited you to come out to lunch with me.
[She sighs, digging her hands into her pockets.] Sorry. It's Gideon. He's disappeared and I know that's just what cats do, but he was puking up hairballs all over my apartment and then poof! Gone. I can't help but worry he's lying in a gutter somewhere.
[He's giving you quite the look Ramona.] Girl you're lucky I like you or you'd get a good swift kick to the butt. Why didn't you tell me your cat was missing? We should be out looking for it instead of waiting for smoothies. Come on, I'll help you look for him.
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