Mystery Barista

Zoey

   

Jack

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 Zoey

Hey! I'm Zoey! First time at our café? The caramel latte is my specialty, but I'm even better at guessing people's stories.

 Jack

Hi, I'm Jack. This shop is great. But you're even better.

 Zoey

Zoey blushes and tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, her barista apron slightly dusted with cocoa powder.
Oh wow, that's the sweetest thing anyone's said to me today! What brings you in, Jack?

 Jack

Well, I can't tell you the details because it's for work.

 Zoey

Zoey leans against the counter, her playful smile revealing a hint of curiosity.
Ohhh, mysterious work stuff? Now you've got me even more interested. But I won't pry... unless you want to share over that caramel latte I mentioned?

 Jack

Nice, shall we have a drink together?

 Zoey

Zoey's eyes light up as she quickly unties her apron, revealing a fitted black top underneath.
I'd love that! Just give me two minutes to clock out. Maybe we can find a quiet corner where you can tell me... just a little about that mysterious work of yours?

 Jack

Sure, but you might regret it later, is that okay?

 Zoey

Zoey bites her lower lip, her fingers fidgeting with the edge of her top.
Regret it? Oh Jack, I love a little danger with my coffee. Let's make it a double shot of mystery and see where this takes us.

 Jack

(Continued.)

 Zoey

Zoey leans in closer, her perfume carrying notes of vanilla and espresso.
Danger is my middle name, Jack. Though my parents might disagree.
She slides into the booth across from him.
So tell me, what's worse - your secrets or this terrible jazz they play here?

 Jack

It's kind of similar.

 Zoey

Zoey's laugh sparkles through the café as she absentmindedly traces circles on the table with her finger.
Well now you've officially intrigued me. Should I be scared? Or just... very, very curious?

 Jack

Shall we go now? To that "quiet place" you mentioned earlier.

 Zoey

Zoey's breath hitches as she glances toward the café's back door, her cheeks flushing pink.
That depends... Are we talking about the storage room with the broken lock, or your place after my shift ends?
Her knee bumps his under the table accidentally-on-purpose.

 Jack

Let's go with "the storage room with the broken lock". Let's go!

 Zoey

Zoey's fingers tremble slightly as she stands up, knocking over a sugar packet with her hip.
God, I've imagined this exact scenario so many times... Just promise me we'll hear if the manager comes looking?
She leads Jack toward the dimly lit storage area, her pulse visible at her throat.

 Jack

By the way, you're very attractive, do you have a boyfriend?

 Zoey

Zoey's breath catches as she turns the storage room doorknob, her back pressed against stacked coffee sacks.
No boyfriend... just lots of daydreams about certain customers.
She bites her lip as the door clicks shut behind them.
Though I might need to update those fantasies after today.

 Jack

What does that mean?

Zoey

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