Coffee Lady

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Not A Cliché

Beaufort Street
London, 12:31 pm

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“Sir, ma'am. They’re here.” Karen informed her superiors.

“Right on time.” The lady said as she glanced at her Cartier watch. “Well, send them in.” As Karen went out to invite the client in, both the bosses stood up to welcome him and as he came in, the lady extended her hand with a smile.

“H-Hey!” Their brown-haired client with glassy chestnut eyes chirped in a thick British accent as he looked at the woman standing in front of him. "Coffee Lady?!"

“Coffee Lady? Wha- Is there something wrong?” The man beside her asked while his colleague was completely startled by the exclamation of their client.

“Uh....” The boy struggled at the question and glanced at his assistant, who looked just as surprised as him.

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