She laughed a little, reaching across the table and taking his free hand. "Did you not remember me at all?"
Her eyes fluttered open and she looked at him, resting her head on her hand. "Yeah. I used to go here all the time before I met you." She nudged the cinnamon roll over to him. "Do you want some?"
She gave him a small smile before pulling it back to her and taking a sip of her coffee. "So. What's next for us?"