Piper and Alex both blushed on the way to standing position. Well, Piper was blushing, Alex was entertained with Piper's nervousness. Her smile was but a mere chemically induced reaction to the copious amounts of dopamine rushing through her brain. Where they were both on their own feet, Alex realeased her grip on Piper slowly; immediately missing the contact. It may be a tad middle school crush, but Alex had butterflies in her stomach. Piper straightened her blouse while avoiding eye contact. Alex was too lost in Piper's blue orbs to be concerned about her wet crotch, a wrinkled shirt, the fact that she would have to go home to change. The duo were standing in the middle of the dining area and no one seemed to notice what had just happened. Not that the two would be aware anyway, there were only aware of one another and the umistakeble attraction that left them both wondering and wanting. "Um, thank you. And, I am really sorry about your pants." Piper subdued her inner nerves just long enough to apologize, offer to purchase cleaning services, and run as fast as possible in the opposite direction to this totally embarrassing situation.
"I'm Alex, and its okay, I hated these pants anyway. They are to conforming. I much rather black skinny jeans, but you know; the boss probably wouldn't approve much." Not that Piper would know, but she was her own boss, in both industries, the legal and illegal. While Alex's comment was a sure attempt to make the situation laughable, all Piper could do was notice how pure Alex's skin was. How her jet black hair and dark framed glasses made a statement of prowess. Piper caught herself gazing at Alex's lips; watching them move from a smile to a smirk as the dark haired woman realized that she was close to having Piper hook, line, and sinker.
"Please, let me pay for the dry cleaners. It's the least I can do. You probably didn't plan on saving a complete stranger from falling on her ass and ending up with a latte all over yourself when you woke up today." Piper continued to ramble, "I mean now your probably going to be late for work, or worse you could get fired and then-"
"Piper! Piper, right? It's totally fine. You gave me an excuse to take the day off. Besides, it was my pants or... your white blouse. I for one, love a wet t-shirt contest, but I prefer them in private. Especially when they involve a woman as gorgeous as yourself!" Alex chuckled seductively at her own pick up line. The Vause signature never fails.
"Oh, okay..." Piper grew flustered at Alex's comment. Was this person hitting on her?! "Well, thanks again, Alex. I appreciate your superhero speed." Hmm, not the reaction I had hoped for, Alex thought as Piper appeared to kick her fight or flight into overdrive. However, 'Alex' rolling off of her tounge sounded like it could come in a variety of dialects.
"How about you let me buy you a new drink, you know since it and my pants broke your fall. I'm actually thirsty too."
"You know, I would really love that but I can't. I'm actually meeting my boyfriend for breakfast."
There it was. Piper:1 Vause: 0
Piper's b-word sure was disappointing but that never stopped Alex before, "Ah sure, well maybe some other time then." Before Alex turned for the exit, she slipped her business card into Piper's back pocket so smoothly as she placed her lips right next to Piper's ear. "Any guy who lets his girl walk to work in a storm like this doesn't know what good thing he has!" With that, Alex left the cafe without lookin back. This chick was hella sexy and Alex was mighty interested, but she was never one to be the fly. Piper was in shock. Who was this woman and why am I blushing? Piper didn't consider herself gay. Well, she believed in loving the person and knew she landed somewhere on a spectrum, but damn, this felt slightly different. Piper gathered her thoughts and looked down at the business card Alex handed her. It was all black with an embossed white 'Alex Vause' and phone number but nothing else. Piper fondeled the corners and went to throw the card away but at the last moment she held her breath, and put the card in her pocket. She left the cafe at once and proceeded the few blocks to her work. Reality struck once she left the magic bubble of Java Bean. Her phone buzzed and she knew who it was without looking. She just answered, "What, Larry. You were supposed to take me to work today. My car is in the shop remember?"
"Pipes, I over slept. I'm sorry sweetie." Larry was a weak individual. He and Piper had been dating for a few years and had spoken of marriage in the generic sense. Piper didn't know if she was quite there yet.
"Don't wanna hear it, I'm soaked and had an embarrassing morning. Don't call me for awhile, I am going to be busy today." With that, she hung up.
When Piper got to Popi, her artisanal bath products store that she ran with her best friend Polly, she collapsed into the chair in the back office. She wanted to soak up the last few moments before opening. Dammit, I don't even have my latte. With the thought of her run-in, Piper removed the business card of her lady guardian from this morning. I should have taken her up on that drink, for more than one reason. Piper found herslef smirking and set the card on her desk before heading to the front of the store.