[Action; cafe]

[He'd been intending to slink over and talk to her personally - he's been at it all day, what's one more? - but as soon as he'd caught sight of her at the counter his courage had wilted, and he'd put it off for a few moments longer. Her arrival at the table has him caught off guard; he'd had his head down on the table, weary and looking almost like he'd either been half-asleep or at prayer or something. When she sits, and the drink slides on over, he sits up with a gasp, his eyes wide.]

O-oh my god... ah... hi. Sorry, I was... I was going to...

[...Right, she'd asked him a question.]

...Yeah, ah. I'm just kind of tired...