That Thursday, David decided to be daring. After Eleanor had reached the front of the line and greeted him, he asked, heart in throat, "The usual? A regular mocha with extra foam?"

Oh please let me be right. Oh geez, what if she thinks I'm some creep who memorised her order?! What if she doesn't even want a mocha today?

"Oh!" She said, looking pleasantly surprised, and David relaxed, "You remembered my order. And here I was thinking that only happened in the movies."

"Heh, well, I normally don't remember my customers orders. I guess it just stuck in my mind along with your beautiful smile. Oh- er- I mean..."
Darn it, he cursed himself for saying more than he intended.

"You think my smile is beautiful?" She shyly asked.

"Well, yes."

"No one's ever told me that before." She said quietly.

"Really?" David said, surprised.

"Really." She nodded and was silent for a moment, then gave him a heartfelt, "Thank you, David."