“You can play where you did before? Or do they just get tired of the practice itself? Because, hey, if you ever need space, I’m sure one of these coffee shops or something would like a nice little talent night or something. Sounds cute, right?” Georgie took a sip of the cold coffee and shrugged, “it was a good place to get some reading done. And I like people watching so,” she nodded at the window vantage point she had, “figured I could have some coffee and do all three. I won’t give away your seat if you want to grab a coffee, by the way.”
“I think they’ve moved past annoyance and are now overtly angry.” She laughed, picturing the looks on her upstairs neighbors’ faces as they threatened to call the landlady for the fifteenth time. “That is super cute! I’d only attend as a fan though, I think they need to save that for the real talent.” She gazed at the window Georgie had gestured to, and though she hadn’t noticed it in her rush in, she was able to see now why the brunette favored the view. It was a lovely little street, and it wasn’t at all short in interesting passerby to watch. “I see your point, it really is a nice little cafe, isn’t it?” Ruby agreed, realizing what a pity it was that she had only been there a handful of times. “I’ll wait until that line dies down just a little, I can’t stand standing in lines, especially when I’ve got such nice company.” She grinned. “So, what’ve you been up to lately?”