"Damn."

"What?"

"That guy over there. In line."

"Which one?"

"The hot one, silly."

"The one in the suit?"

"Yeah... Oh my God he's totally checking you out."

"What?"

"Yeah. It's like he's feeling you up with his eyes."

"Megan!"

"Okay, maybe not the intense, but he's definitely liking what he's seeing. I swear he looked at your butt and did a double-take."

"MEGAN!"

"Don't act like you don't enjoy it."

"I don't."

"I will give you $20 if you go over there and give him your number."

"No."

"I'll throw in a free night of babysitting."

"...Make it $25, and you have a deal."

"Pleasure doing business with you."

And with that, Christine Daaé marched to the counter of the Starbucks in which she worked to take the order of the undoubtedly handsome man.

~oOo~

Raoul de Chagny smiled as the young, beautiful barista approached him to take his order. She was certainly the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life. Time seemed to stop as she walked towards him.

God... She was even prettier up close...

"Sir?"

"Huh?—oh, uh, hm, sorry... What did you say?"

She giggled lightly and brushed her hair behind her ear. "I'd asked you what you'd like to order."

Raoul was starting to become a little red in the face."Oh, yeah... Bear with me, it's a large order; I'm bringing this to my co-workers..."

She giggled again. "It's fine. I can handle it."

While the barista, who's name badge read "Christine," filled the order, a slightly-less-cute, blonde employee came up to him.

"Okay, I don't have much time, so I'm just gonna make this short and simple; do you like my friend?"

"Huh?"

"The brunette. You were staring at her a minute ago. Do you think she's pretty?"

"Well, since you're asking, she's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."

"Good. I need you to ask her out."

"What?"

"She's about to give you her number. I need you to ask her out on a date."

"How do you know this?"

"I just do. Bye."

Right as the blonde girl walked away, Christine came back to him, all the drinks in two cardboard drink holders. She made small talk with him while she rang up the order. When the receipt printed, she scribbled something down on it before giving it to him and hastily saying goodbye.

Raoul didn't have time to look at the receipt until he sat down in his car, but when he did, he was pleasantly surprised to see ten, barely legible digits on the piece of paper.