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Nate pushed the phone back into their pocket, eager to get out, aware that having a place to stick around at as he waited was better than standing outside in the cold. Or drawing attention to himself. He could get out of here in mere minutes, pick up the car, and be at the spot without losing any time.

The place was empty though, a few patrons, but it seemed like the bartenders had very little to do. He was going to stand out anyway. So if he left... he better do it slowly. Like a regular human being.

"Do you serve coffee?" they asked, smiling at the bartender, familiar face, though right now they were so jittery that they wouldn't even recognise their own mom.