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"You waiting on somebody?" she asked me.
"Yeah, but he's not going to be here for awhile..." I replied, looking to the side, partially out of embarrassment and partially out of discomfort.
"'He?' You want me to put on some more romantic tunes?" she inquired, smiling broadly.
"Could you?" I requested, failing utterly to hide my excitement.
"Let me guess: first date?" she said, teasingly.
"That obvious?" I said, trying to stifle a giggle.
"No, more. I'm Jenna, what's your name?"
Jenna was rather short, coming up to my neck. She had a pretty face. Her brown fur was rather short, like most dogs. Her left ear flopped over part of her amber eye.
"Is he a white tiger?" Jenna asked.
"Here he comes. Have fun," she said with a wink.
I looked at the clock, and then turned around to see Kingston walking through the door. I giggled, saying: "You're early."
"So are you," he said. He giggled then. I found that very cute, so I nuzzled him.
"I giggled," he laughed.
"You two want anything to drink?" Jenna's voice reminded me that she was still there.
"Oh, sorry," I said. "Sure."
"How about a vanilla mocha for me and... What do you want?" Kingston replied.
"Umm... a peppermint latte?" I felt bad. I could tell he was going to pay.
"Okay. A peppermint latte for Chula."
"Alright, that'll be five dollars. I'll be right back, I've got to take care of something." Jenna winked at me, going through a door that had "EMPLOYEES ONLY" written across it.
A moment later, some music came on, and she walked back though the door. "Alright, so it's a peppermint latte and a vanilla mocha?" she asked rhetorically.
She put a pair of coffee cups on the counter, and began preparing our drinks, as Kingston placed a crisp five dollar bill on the counter.
Kingston smiled, looking at me with intrigue. I kissed him on the cheek. I wanted it to be more passionate, but it was only our first date and I didn't want him to think I wanted to move things along too quickly.
"You like music?" I asked.
"Listening or playing?"
"I enjoy singing and listening," He responded, blushing a bit.
"What kind of music?"
"A lot of music, yourself?"
"I like a lot of music, too." I said. Then I nuzzled him again. I wondered if I was doing that too much, but he seemed to like it.
"Here you are," said Jenna. "You two enjoy, 'kay?"
"We will!" He said.