Yang nearly missed the next customer's order as she stared out after Weiss, a giddy smile threatening to break out across her lips. Of all the things to happen today, she certainly hadn't expected little miss health inspector to ask her out on a date. Well, she supposed it wasn't a date, but still, it was something like a date, and she could work with that.
She hummed as she got back into the rhythm of her work, taking orders and dispensing them with almost clockwork precision. A presentation, Weiss had said. Maybe it was just her speaking in front of her classmates, or maybe it was some big important make-or-break moment for the aspiring doctor, but it was still a request for moral support of the sort usually reserved for someone close.
She chuckled to herself. The girl had spent the last three months berating her about how she smelled, at first to Yang's annoyance, then to her amusement. Over those three months, they had fallen into a routine that Yang had been happy to maintain, with Weiss worrying about her health and harassing her every day, and Yang trying to lift Weiss' spirits with jokes and extra cream in her coffee. She'd learned a lot about the aspiring doctor over that time, like the fact that she doodled on her napkins and that when she smiled, really smiled, the entire room seemed to light up like someone had set the sun in the middle of it.
She shook her head slightly, refocusing on the coffee she was supposed to be handing someone. It wouldn't do to get distracted by thinking about that now, especially when she didn't even know Weiss' intentions. For all she knew, this was just an invitation to join her inner circle of friends. If it was a more serious offer on the other hand, then Yang knew that they'd have a few things to talk about. After all, she might know a lot about Weiss from talking to her, but she had made sure that Weiss learned very little about her.
Her musing continued until the end of her shift, when she greeted the next barista and headed over to the far corner of the café, where Weiss always hid herself away. She sat down as quietly as she could, not wanting to distract the ivory-haired girl from her book. She followed the track of her icy-blue eyes, her gaze lingering for a moment on the scar she'd never worked up the nerve to ask about. She was still looking when those pale eyes glanced up at her, going wide in surprise before settling into a piercing glare.
"How long have you been sitting there?" Weiss asked, her voice laced with surprise and suspicion.
"Only a few minutes. I didn't want to distract you from…," Yang glanced at the title of the book, "…the wonders of the circulatory system."
"…I see," Weiss replied, sounding unconvinced. "Well, if you're off work then we better get going." Yang stood as Weiss put her book away and slung her bag over her shoulder, smirking at the fact that the smaller girl had to fall a short distance to touch the ground again when she got off her chair.
She followed Weiss out the door, surprised at how well her own stride matched Weiss'. The girl didn't take long steps, but she took them quick. Yang's own long, slow strides were a stark contrast, even though the overall effect was essentially the same. She pondered which of them would win in a footrace as she followed the med student towards the college campus and into one of the buildings.
Yang glanced around at the high ceilings and long hallways, noting how clinical it all looked. A few other students passed them by as they moved through the maze of hallways, going up two floors before arriving at a door labelled "Conference Room."
"Alright, you just go in and sit somewhere, and I'll get things set up," Weiss said, heading down towards another door. Yang watched her go, noting how the light shimmered off her platinum hair, and sighed wistfully before going inside.
The room was dominated by a large table surrounded by chairs, a projector on the ceiling facing a blank wall at one end. The table was bare except for a phone intercom system meant for conference calls, and the wall-length window looked out onto one of the plazas placed throughout the campus. She spent a few moments gazing out at the view before the projector sprang to life behind her.
The images coming through soon had her collapsed into a chair, trying to suppress the laughter that was welling up inside of her. Weiss had invited her here to watch a powerpoint about the dangers of smoking. Of all the possibilities she had considered for being invited, this had certainly not been among them, and she found it hilarious. Soon she was doubled over laughing, not entirely sure why she found it so funny, and completely oblivious to Weiss staring at her from the doorway.