Eridan hustled along with her, shooting one last dirty look at the barista over his shoulder. He was going to call the manager later anyway.

"Just got back in the last couple a days, actually." He located the table with the most ideal view, and quickly took a seat before another hipster could. They shot each other dirty, wordless looks, as the man strolled past to another table. It was certainly fun, being in public with Eridan Ampora.

"I'm doin' fine enough, I suppose, aside from Ed's usual fuckin' drama."