Tea N' Cakes

Alicia jumped a little - even though the slap itself made no impact, Lotte's reaction was clear as day. "Your friend isn't exactly the nicest person, is she?" she muttered, glancing back at the chair and wondering if it were okay to sit down or not. "Are you with her all the time?" She took a sip of her coffee, unsure of how to react exactly. What was one to do when the air slapped your companion? D:

"Yeah." said Lotte calmly, after she ceased rubbing her face. She sipped her tea quietly. "She is actually very nice. Just, when you are forced to be together constantly, we both can get a little peevish."
She smiled to show it was fine. Ethel poked Lotte on the shoulder. "Tell her she can sit down if she wants..." whispered the ghost. Lotte nodded, looking back up at Alicia. "She is out if you want to take a seat again." said the girl. She brushed a lock of brown hair from her face that had been moved out of place when she was hit by Ethel. The ghost was giving herself a bad image with her pride! It was ironic, but that was what seemed to be happening.

"I suppose that could get rather tiring after a while... Um - do you want an ice pack or something?" Alicia offered, sure they could get some cubes in a little plastic baggy, at the very least. The young woman eyes the chair thoughtfully - trying to imagine the girl who had apparently been sitting there before, and slid slowly back into the seat. [color:bd18= #4c84ed]"Alright, then." She muttered under her breath. What a strange day this was turning out to be.

"No thank you. I am fine." said Lotte with a smile. The sting had subsided. Gradually, she had finished her own tea, and sat back, patting her stomach as if full. "That was not bad. Not bad at all." said the girl with a grin. She would have to come back here again soon. So long as she was not going to get slapped by a certain ghost friend. Ethel sat at the edge of the table, swinging her legs back and forth as she towered over Lotte and Alicia. Lotte looked up at her, staring her down as if mad at her. She wasn't though. Staring contests were just fawking awesome. Ethel always won, and Lotte always knew she was going to win. The girl shut her eyes after not blinking for a half a minute, tears forming and making them watery. "Oooow... she murmured under her breath. Ethel smiled triumphantly, turning her head forward once more to look at the occupants of the cafe.