On my way in, I look toward the ground; my tie needs tightening. She was working again. We exchange a smile and I ask for a coffee. Filling up the cup I cannot help looking her up and down, she looks good from the back, too. Handing me the coffee our hands touch and she comments on my smell. It is cocoa butter; I am trying something new I say. She likes it. I think I'll stick with this for a while. I better get a muffin too and I ask for blueberry, "We're all out, but cinnamon is pretty good."