The next morning with the help of The Red Baron, Emily got to work in half the usual time.  She completed all the morning tasks and enjoyed a few moments to herself, making a cappuccino and checking her phone for any posts from<i>47. </i>Having both characters fleshed out and the story clear, she shot him a post asking if he wanted to start their RP.  Things were looking up and to celebrate her mood, selected<i>The 1975 </i>(the non-explicit album) to play for the morning.  Her usual weekday regulars dropped by, a couple of them inquiring when Roxy would be in next.<br/><br/>Taking a break when Angela breezed in, Emily began to seriously look at helmets online.  Thinking of Boris made her smile and she tried to concentrate on his suggestions.  Finding two flip up helmets that were in her price range, she left them in her<i>Amazon</i>basket and returned to work.  Angela was in the middle of giving a customer with a new puppy some of the café’s free doggie treats.  “We get these from the dog bakery down the street, all organic, no preservatives.”  A quiet moment between customers, Angela focused on the latest developments between Emily and her ‘motorcycle mechanic.’<br/><br/>Emily shook her head, “Boris is a custom bike designer.” Rolling her eyes, she grabbed a tub of used cups and dishes, “God, Angela, I see the guy one day, think he’s hot doesn’t mean we’re going together.”  Lugging the load to industrial dishwasher near the backdoor, Emily didn’t think it was a bad idea, just not realistic since their lives hadn’t up to that point shared any intersections.<br/><br/>Returning with a fresh tub, Angela continued as if Emily hadn’t stepped away, “This could be the start of something, so don’t cross him off your list yet.”  She nodded, the ever-wise older sister.  “Let’s hope he never meets Roxy.”  That comment brought a frown to Emily’s face and a sharp retort, “If he bites, better to know sooner than later if Roxy’s his type.”  As if on cue, the siren in question, sauntered through the door, greeting everyone she knew.  For once, the new barista was on time.