Logan's Apartment:
"You're gonna get yourself killed…You're aware of that right?"
He turned and smiled from behind the counter, he took a sip of coffee before he spoke, "I need to get you a key."
"I don't plan on coming back, so it's not necessary." She ignored his outfit, tried to pretend that the dark shirt and khakis weren't eerily similar to the ones she had seen from afar in her dream.
"Can I get you a cup of coffee?"
"If I'm going to be saving your life today it's the least you can do."
In his defense he didn't gloat, he just grabbed a mug, "How do you take it?"
She smiled, "You tell me, you seem to know so much about me" she wondered how he would make her coffee, most likely black like her outfit.
He surprised her though, 2 spoons of sugar and milk, "Life's bitter enough as it is without your coffee being that way." he explained handing it to her.
She took a seat at the counter and took a sip, trying to hide her obvious enjoyment from the best cup of coffee she'd had in…wow she couldn't remember the last time she'd had coffee better than his. Probably because of the fact that this was real coffee.
"So what made you change your mind?"
She lied, after all it was what she did best, at least this was only a halfway lie, "Guy killed my friend, not the kinda thing I can let go."
His face fell slightly in pain, "Theo?"
She nodded, only slightly amazed he'd remembered the name.
"I'm sorry."
She shrugged her shoulders, "It happens. So how do you want to do this?"