A Table for Two

A little bell sounded as Katia stepped foot into the café alongside Sebastian. Almost instinctively, she read the day's specials out loud from a small green chalk board sitting right at the enterance: Marble Cup Cakes, Chicken Soup, and Espresso. Her eyes traveled from the counter, to her friend, then roamed around the room. The interior of the small establishment brought a smile to her face. "The colors are so warm, the decor is beautiful, and the tables are lovely."
She began walking slowly to the nearest window-neighboring table of her choosing, "I feel so at home." she said, becoming nostalgic as she remembered her frequent after school visits to a nearby café within walking distance of her old high school back in Texas. Grabbing a snack before making her way home was never a problem. Getting together with a few close friends to study a while was doable too. Perhaps this café would have the potential to create new memories as good as the last one.

Katia was still very impressed by his etiquette. You would have thought she would of gotten accustomed to it by now after spending nearly the whole morning with him, but it all still seemed surreal to her. After all, most guys her age had the manners of a troglodyte. She sat down on the seat Sebastian had pulled out for her "Oh, you don't have to make a fuss over me." Katia said then gave him a smile.
Katia didn't bother grabbing a menu from the small menu holders at the edge of the table; she already made up her mind about what she wanted on their way over.

A smile showed her pearly white teeth, "I just want you to know that you don't have to go out of your way for me. You have already done more than enough by helping me get situated in my dorm and agreeing to get me aquainted with Beata." Katia said as she placed her small handbag at her feet.

Upon finishing her sentence, their waiter approached the table.

"Good morning; I'm Percy, and I will be your server for today." he spoke politely, in a friendly tone, and maintained a balanced eye contact with the two of them, "Ready to order, or would you like more time?" he asked, looking from Katia to Sebastian.

Katia's eyes went from Sebastian to the server. She, of course, had to have her favorite beverage. She greeded the waiter and gave him her order "Hello Percy, I'l take an earl grey tea, heavy on sugar, with a vanilla almond biscotti." she said and watched as he jotted down her request.

"And you, sir?"

Katia unfolded the fabric napkin in front of her and placed it on her lap. She chuckled, "Sorry, can't help it. What can I say, I'm just used to being the helper, not the helped, the hostess, not the guest. I'ts in my nature." Katia replied, smirking.
Cute? She wondered if Sebastian was just as much as a flatterer to all girls he met. Regardless, she decided to just go with it. Katia made eye contact with him "Well, you arn't bad either. Are all the guys this nice around here?"

A soft laugh escaped her lips once again, "You'd be surprized to know that there isn't much to me. . . . at least I think so."
Katia began making a mental list of questions to ask herself, "Well, how about hobies?" She put her index finger to her lip in thought for a second, "I've played piano since I was six, I enjoy traveling, and my favorite book is The Phantom of the Opera by Gaston Leroux. What is yours?" she asked while waiting patiently for her tea.

The mentioning of Dan Brown brought a smile to Katia's face "I've been meaning to read Brow's latest book, Inferno for a few months now. I hear it was inspired by Dante Alighieri's Divine Comedy." She looked out the window for a seconds, her eyes traveling from passer-by to passer-by before turning her attention back at him and asking another question, "So, besides reading philosophical books, what else so you do for fun, Sebastian?"

"I'm from a small ranching town in Texas."  Katia said proudly. "I've never been much of an athlete, unless you want to count equestrian sports." she said as a feeling of homesickness came over her as she spoke of her beloved pets, "My two horse's names are Bonnie and Clyde." she mused, recalling Bonnie's ivory color and black spots, and Clyde's chestnut color and black mane and leg markings. "Did you leave any pets behind when you decided to come to Beata?" Katia asked curiously.