Zane pauses, looking up at Hex. He slides a note with a very simple order over to him, staying perfectly silent. He glances at the woman who waved to him and he slightly smiles back. His eyes immediately dart to another person entering the shop. so many- he sighs softly.
Hex got to work making the coffee order, and thought to himself. Quite a lot of people are using the back tables today….
Chrisy looks up and chuckles once she sees the newest customer walk in, clearly checking her, Zane and the barista out.
She gets up and walks over to Zane's table, sitting down.
"I saw your little stunt earlier." she whispers, smiling conspiratorially.
He stiffens and looks at her, silent. He then rolls his eyes slightly and gets on his phone. not like i care- he thought.
"Oh, don't play mute. I can tell you can talk. You can't hide that from me, and I know you're not deaf since you stiffened once I started talking." Chrisy chuckles quietly.
He huffs, seeming to ignore her. He really just didn’t want any drama at the moment. Curiosity killed the cat. He remembered that saying. He was the cat this time. Why’d he even have to bother? augh…
"Oh, c'mon. Surely you must be at least a little interested in finding other people to help you with your goals." she smirks. She didn't know what they were - yet. "Speaking of, what would those goals happen to be? By the looks of you I'd say world domination, but since that would be cliché, I think it's to save the world, no?"
He looked at the 2 people in the back corner. He really wanted to hear what they were saying, but that would be weird if he just got up and sat on the table next to them. But then… isn't that what that woman did? I bet they don't even know each other. It doesn't seem like it. Hmm… the man looks uncomfortable. Why?
He sighs a heavy sigh, looking up at her. He was determined to keep his mouth shut, but could he really? He rolls his eyes and mutters. “Just trying…” he says quietly. It had been so long since he’d actually spoken to someone, his voice seemed scratchy from the lack of communication.
Hex pops into the middle of the conversation, presenting Zane's simplistic coffee. "Here you are! Have a good day. and enjoy!"
"'Just trying. . .' what? To help the world?" Chrisy asks.
She looks over at Hex. "Sit down for a moment, kid."
He shrugs, looking at Hex and nodding as he takes his cup. He takes a sip and goes back to his phone.
What in the devil are they doing? They can't all know each other. Oliver sat in his seat, keenly studying the odd group of people.
She looks over at Hex. "Sit down for a moment, kid."
"Hm? Wait, me?" Hex asks, confused and surprised by the sudden remark. Also, wasn't she sitting by herself a moment ago?
"Yes, you." Chrisy grins. "Sit, sit."
Hex looks behind him towards the counter. Eh, no one was there at the moment, so… He sits down, having no idea what was happening, and going with the flow.
"I saw you appear outside the shop earlier." she says without preamble. "And I was just talking with this wonderful fellow about how I saw him do the same thing."
She pauses, then looks straight at Oliver. "You too, since you're keenly watching us. Come over here."
Zane tenses more, then stands and starts to walk away. not today. Absolutely not-
He sat up, startled. "Me??"
Hex nonchalantly responds, "Oh, yeah, I can teleport. Easier than walking! Didn't know anyone else that could do it though!" He grins innocently. He turns and waves hello to Oliver as Chrisy points him out.
Chrisy chuckles. "Yes, you. Who else has been intently staring at everyone since they walked in? Nobody."
"I think you can do a fair bit more than teleport, but that's besides the point." she snorts.
Zane walks away from the group, walking towards the door. hell no. He was not doing this today. He wasn’t in the mood.
Oliver, deciding that he was apparently now talking to these people, stepped in front of Zane.
"Hello!! What's your name?" holds out right hand
Zane freezes, looking at him. “Zane.” He sighs and walks around him, walking to the glass doors of the cafe. nope. Not today. Absolutely not-