"Cassie Gutierrez"<br/><b>Location</b>: GP: GCC<br/><b>Tagged</b>: Charlie,  Bryn Galenus<br/><br/>Cassie heard the street performer as she moved away,  but she had already knew what she would say before the answer came out.  Of course, it was so simple.  "Be yourself'.<br/><br/>Except , what if you don't want to be yourself and you are trying to be  a new person and you just haven't had a chance to learn what you liked?  That, it seemed would not be so easy.<br/><br/>She wasn't sure why she was stressing, really.  I mean the guy was, what , like 50? She actually wasn't sure.  Some things about him seemed much younger than that, but he had like absolutely "no game" as she had heard it said about others by some of her female co-workers. This wasn't a make or break date.<br/><br/>But what it was was an opportunity and she didn't want to blow it, or worse, screw up and reveal who she really was.  For one thing, she liked being able to drink now.    But more than that, there was something so liberating about not being known.  No paparazzi hanging out at the places she and her so-called friends hung out.  No manufactured drama.<br/><br/>She was going to head back upstairs to her old room to go cry, but then she spotted the ice cream place out of the corner of her eye.  If there was one thing she DID like , it was ice cream.  And so she headed over to Gramercy Creamery Cones on the plaza and wandered in.  She was still wearing her day uniform from Bistro 121, but that could not be helped.<br/><br/>She looked up at the flavors on the board and then down at the cases of the frozen ambrosia.  She  smiled at the man behind the counter "I, um, is the Cookie Dough flavor good?.  I  have never had cookie dough, I mean the dough, or the ice cream."  This was true, her governess had always insisted she not be given any as cookie dough would give one worms and cause a young women to bloat .  She also realized, she coudl not remember the last time she had an actual cone.  They were so untidy.  It was always gelato, in a glass ramekin or silver dish.  "It comes on cones, right?"