It had been a ten or fifteen minute walk here, and they had made small talk, for the most part.
Now they were nearing the small coffee shop she liked to go to before and after work.
"Hey, there it is, see?" she said, pointing ahead. "It's got really good coffee, like Starbucks-caliber, only cheaper. And a huge variety of doughnuts and chips and sandwiches...all sorts of small meal things."
Within a minute they were at the front door, and since she was in a good mood now at seeing this place, she held the door open for him, allowing him to pass through.

The inside smelled of coffee beans and chocolate, and the decor was homey and friendly.
"Another one of the few places I feel safe, usually."
Rebecca went up to the counter and ordered an espresso, a ham and lettuce sandwich, and two small chocolate doughnuts.
Then she turned to Ganderfoot.
"Hey, you want anything? I'll pay for it, of course."

Ganderfoot slowly followed the female to the coffee shop. He had not been there before. he had money but he just really did not go out and do things by himself to often. He liked the female a lot. He was not sure how to say that though. He never came out and said things for some reason.

The sound of the other rats voice stirred him from his thoughts now. He looked up and gave a smile. " Oh yeah I see it now. Wow that sounds like it is a real nice place." he said. He walked in giving her a smile when she held open the door for him. He knew though that he should be the one doing that not her. He felt himself getting a bit embarrassed at that thought. Good thing he was good at hiding his feelings.

It smelled really good in there as well. He was not sure though what coffee tasted like. His parents had never drank coffee around him . When he got older he just never bothered to try it.

He kind of smiled when she offered to pay for his order. He could not let her do that though. It kind of made him feel like he was bumming off of her or something. Then again he did not want to embersse her either. " Oh you do not have to do that. Uhh but I will just have a coffee though," he said softly.

She figured as much, but...coffee?
The young dragon at the counter blinked at her, shrugging and looking a little guilty.
"I'm sorry, I'm new here, I don't even make the coffees yet cuz I haven't learned much about them."
So Rebecca turned to Ganderfoot, half exasperated, half amused.
"Eh...there are a lot of different types of coffee...espresso is very dark and has lots of caffeine, while latte has only a little espresso with lots of milk. Cappucinos are half foam and half milk and espresso. Mochas are half chocolate half coffee, and of course there are variants for all of these, and stuff you can add on top. White mochas are pretty good. So what appeals most?"
There were a lot more types than that, perhaps not basic types, but variants like she'd said. The rat hoped he wouldn't feel too overwhelmed or anything...he'd never had coffee before apparently, or he'd atleast know what kind he liked and would have ordered that.

Needless to say gander foot felt really embarrassed now. He almost wanted to leave right then. However he really did not want to embarrassed the female no more then he already had. “ I am sorry. I just had never had coffee before. Uhh uhhh how about just a latte instead. “ he said looking down at his feet. He defiantly did not need to be out in public.

He then gave a slight blush as he looked at the female. Right now he whished that he could turn invisible or something. His tail was curled around his leg. “ I am sorry Rebecca . I did not know there were that many kinds .” he said softly. From the tone of his voice it was very obvious that he was really embarrassed now.

"Man...I didn't mean to make him feel terrible about it," she thought, nodding her head to the brown drake. He signaled to someone, then told them what they had ordered.
"Ok miss," he said, "your food and coffee will be ready in a few minutes. Your number is 22."
He was very new. She'd just been here a few days ago, and he hadn't been employed yet. Just someone else she could get to know, she guessed.

"Come on, it's okay."
She patted his shoulder and walked by, picking a table several feet away. It was her normal spot - a little red booth near the entrance.
"But really, don't worry about it. I'm sure it's not your fault you've never had coffee. I bet this was the place for a lot of people to have their first coffee."
Rebecca sat back, relaxing, waiting for her ears to pick up that number, or anything Ganderfoot might say.

The male rat gave a soft smile now. He was tring to force himself to be calam now. He hated the fact that he was so sheltered. He had never been allowed to go anywhere when he was younger./ then his parents just randomly decied that he should go to a school that was a long distance away from his home.

“ alright. Yeah I was really sheltered as a kid. I had to stary with in sight of my parents or they would just get mad at me. “ he said with a frown. He had forced himself to relax now. He followed her to the table now. It would be better for him to not bring up touchy subjects with the female. He had figured that out already. At least there was no way that he could do anything stupid now right. “ yeah I gusse you are right . “ he said with a smile.

Rebecca swished her tail across the floor, rubbing her paws together as she thought of the food and coffee she would soon enjoy.
She had the urge to say that it was better he was protected and watched over, sheltered, than to be left to his own devices, to run free...her past and the time to think about it had taught her well.
"Hmm..." she mused to herself, thinking of the cigarettes she had back at her apartment. One of those would be a welcome relief once her shift was over. Maybe a little bit of vodka too. She had no classes tomorrow, she could even get smashed and it wouldn't really matter, there would be no real consequences. But that seemed unlikely for today. Very unlikely, in fact. She wanted to be able to think, tonight.
"So Ganderfoot, judging from the smells around you, what do you think coffee will taste like?"

I'm so sorry for the wait ):
But yay for getting more into character with her! I figured her persona out a little more in OOC time (:

Gander foot watched the female now. Sure he was glade that he did not have to live his life in the streets. But there was a few things about his parents that made his less then desirable. The hated him for the fact that he was not like his older brothers who were able to join the army and make something of themselves. Oh well that was the way that life worked out for him. after all he knew that it could be worse. He looked at the female when she made a sound. Oh great now he was boring her. Well maybe he could think of something to talk about.

As he thought about something to say he had to wonder what the female was really like. He would just have to try to figure that out by watching her carefully. He was pulled from his thoughts by the female now as she spoke. That was kind of a hard question to answer. He was never good at describing things. “ well I think it might taste kind of sweet . Maybe just a little bitter . “ he said with a smile. Yeah that was not the best answer but it was the best he could do.


( it is alright. Heh that is really good. Strangely I never get in to my characters )

She nodded to what he said, running a hand slowly over her tail.
"You're close. Of course, there are lots of smells right now because it's not even just coffee. But lattes are usually a little bitter, and then if you want to call milk sweet, then mostly sweet. Some people add sugar to lattes, which seems pretty...gross since there isn't really anything to sweeten anyway. But they do it. You might consider it, but you'll have to taste first."
Rebecca paused, thinking some more.
"Seeing as mine is completely black, it'll be very bitter. I'll add some half and half to it, and maybe some sugar too, but not much. I like bitter."

"Number 22!" The drake called, looking over at them. "Come on," she said, gesturing towards the counter and getting up.
She walked over and grabbed the hot, fresh coffee, warming her paws for a moment. The female rat glanced at the latte next to her espresso, then grabbed the plastic box the also-fresh sandwich was in.
"Could you grab the donuts?" she said, looking to the small brown bag sitting next to his coffee.

The male rat smiled at the female. He was not to good at talking to other he knew that. He listened to her as she spoke. He just hoped that he would be able to drink it all. He did not know that there was so many different was of drinking coffee. He supposed that could be said for a lot of things that people did. He moved his tail as he tried to think of a response.” okay . Yeah I think that I will taste it first.” he said with a slight smile. He now curled his tail around his leg.

He then listened to the sounds in the back ground for a second. Wow this female was so nice to him. He watched her for a second. What if she was just doing this as a dare of some sort. That is what some do to him. He would not be happy if he ever found that was the reason for her kindness. However if she was being truth full with him she would never find a more caring creature to be around.

He then heard the dragon call the number. He got up and followed the female. Even if she had not said anything he would have went to help her anyhow. He then nodded to her when she asked him to get her donuts for her. “ okay I will do that.” he said. The thought would not leave his head now. He knew that he should not think so negatively. It was just hard to understand why she was being kind to a dummy like him.

The female carried the sandwich and her coffee back and set them down on the table, sliding into the bench seat. From the little side basket she got a little half and half carton and set it down.
Rebecca then proceeded to sip at the hot coffee, swishing it around as she contemplated the taste, then nodded to herself and opened the half and half container, pouring it in. She stirred it with a plastic coffee stirrer, also selected from the basket on the side of the table.
Then she began eating her sandwich, glancing to Ganderfoot to see how he'd like his latte.

(-flail- Sorry for shortness)

Gander foot followed the female back to the table. He then carefully sat her doughnuts down in front of her. He then sat on the other side of the bench. He smiled to her and sniffed his latte for a few seconds. It smiled okay at least. He was smart enough to know that it was hot though. He blew in it to try to cool it off a little bit. He then took a very small sip of it. Oh well that was alright he guessed. “ heh it is good.” he said softly.

( That is alright)

Rebecca nodded, chewing, swallowing.
"That's good," she said, smiling.
The she took a few more bites of her sandwich before grabbing the bag and opening it, reaching in to grab a doughnut, and proceeded to finish it in just a few bites. Dougnuts and cake were her favourite sweets. Candy was okay, but usually only the hard kind, like jolly ranchers. Jolly ranchers were great. She could stand gummi worms though, if they were sour, and sour patch kids were pretty good.

She quietly laughed at herself, then took the coffee in her paw and sipped again. It was hot, but she had a tolerance to such things. She'd had it for as long as she knew, then built up her resistance even more with some...experimental...activities.
Silently chiding herself for thinking about such things now, she glanced to the other rat again.
"You sure you don't want a doughnut? Or even half of one?"
"I guess he doesn't have work to go to after this, but stlill...you'd think he'd want more than just a coffee he can't even drink for some time yet."
Sighing, she started eating her sandwich again, noticing it was almost half done.

Ganderfoot gave the female a smile back. He was wondering what to say. He was trying not to look like a dummy . Though he figured that it was already to late for that. His tail moved nervously from side to side. He was not a big eater himself. He only ate once a day if that. He had a big fear of getting fat and over wieght. He never ate sweet thing for that reason as well. In fact he never drank soda unless he had to.

He heard her give a soft laugh. He was not used to hot things himself. He then heard her start to talk again. “ no thank you. I do not eat very much for some reason.” he said softly. He did not want to say that he did not want to get fat because that might offend the female

Most things don't really offend Rebecca. At worse, it calls up memories, and this will make her terse or short-tempered, but even that is on a bad day.
When he replied, she swallowed what she was eating, and asked him, "For some reason? Do you really have no reason or do you just not wish to tell me?"
She was able to tell he was holding back some things throughout their whole time together. When he hadn't, she'd gotten all pissy on him, so it wasn't his fault. But she disliked when people hid stuff from her, even little things. It said they thought she couldn't handle it, or they didn't trust her. That bothered her.
She took another bite of her sandwich before drinking her espresso again.