Michael nodded in understanding. "Alright, then." Michael motioned to another table, and sat down. He took a sip of his nice, hot coffee. He sighed in content as he felt the caffeine enter his system. The hacker looked at Geralt and took another sip of his coffee. "So..." Michael started. "What'd you do over the summer?" Was there really anything else to talk about? Michael had no idea, really. Unless she liked to talk about computer programming, medical studies, or chemical compositions. He doubted it.<br/><br/>Last girl he met who liked those things was<i>insane</i>.