"You'd think they'd serve tea here." Paul grumbled, sipping at his cheap espresso.

"You've said that ten times now." John remarked.

"Well you should have said something then! I can't tell if you listened to me if you just stay silent."

"Geez, you sound like Mimi."

"John Winston Lennon! You should know better than to speak like that to your auntie." Paul snickered. Ringo couldn't help but let out a little giggle at the bassist's imitation of John's strict aunt. George however just groaned, keeping his mind on the plate of chocolate filled croissants.

"Don't you think you should save some for us?"

"Not if you keep acting like that. You're embarrassing me in front of everyone." The youngest Beatle grumbled.

"What's that? Little Georgie doesn't like his goofy big brothers?" John jokingly pouted. "When you grow up and get a family of your own you'd understand."

"Jooooohn, stop that! I'm twenty two years old now, I want to show that I'm a mature adult. Hard to do that when you three act like this way."

"There's no age limit on having fun. C'mon Geo, cheer up a little. Here, how about we get some more pastries?" Paul offered. "Our treat?"

"You're always so happy about everything, I think you need to cheer down. But I would like some more croissants, just as long as you don't do any more impersonations in public."

"Aw alright, you gotta admit that I did a good one on Mimi tho."

"Let's just go." George's mind was completely set on food, so much so he didn't look where he was going and ended up bumping into an old woman. "Oh! Terribly sorry ma'am.." He muttered.

She didn't respond, simply nodding to him and making her way out of the cafe. "That was weird.."

"I'm just relieved she wasn't one of the screaming fans trying to get a hug out of you. Well let's not worry about her now, we got pastries to eat!"

He knew it was probably nothing, but George couldn't help but have some sort of weird feeling that something was about to go down.