Lena wiped down the slate counter, her shop was always quiet around this time so she took the opportunity to tidy up and take a breather. Clearing away the used cups and plates she headed to the back counter to start washing up. The jingling of the bell signalled to her that there was a customer. Drying her hands on the tea towel that was knotted to her belt loop, she turned round, finding her face to face with a slightly frazzled looking blonde women, her arms were full of papers and pens. Using her shoulder to try and push her glasses back up her face, squinting at the chalkboard hanging above Lena's head.
"So, what can I get for you?" She said with a smile, pen at the ready.
"Uuuuuh, can I have a… large latte with… two pumps of vanilla syrup and one of hazelnut please?" The women said, trying to shift all her papers to one arm, reaching with the other into her bag. She pulled out her purse just as the mountain of paper began to slip.
Lena couldn't help but smile at the look of utter despair on the blonde women's face,
"Here, let me help you," She ducked under the counter, kneeling next to the women she helped scoop the paper into piles, stacking it on one of the tables. The other women kept apologising and rambling to the point she was tripping over her words. Lena just laughed, telling her that it was no problem.
Once they had collected all the paper Lena stood up, offering her hand to the women before ducking back under the counter. Finally managing to collect herself enough to had Lena some money,
"Can I have a name?" Lena asked, normally she wouldn't bother when there were so few customers, but she wanted an excuse to talk to her, just a little longer.
"Kara, Kara Danvers."
Lena made up the order and brought it over to where Kara was sat, she was intensely focused on whatever it was she was scribbling in her notebook, shuffling through the stack of paper and highlighting bits and pieces. Kara quickly glanced up, flashing Lena a smile ad thanking her, before returning to her work.
For the next hour Lena leant against the back counter, trying to reading her book but every few minutes her attention wandered to Kara, still hunched over her work. Occasionally Lena would be distracted by another customer coming in for coffee.
When Kara got up to leave she brought her cup back over to the counter, not something that most customers did. Lena smiled, leaning on the counter.
"Thanks again, for the coffee, and helping me," she said, smiling back.
"Anytime," Lena replied, smirking at the slight blush on Kara's cheeks as she ducked her head, grabbing her pile of papers and her bag. As she reached the door she turned back and gave Lena a little wave as she disappeared out the door.