He smiled back at her as he prepared his coffee.<br/><br/>"I'm good, thanks for asking," he turned towards the counter and sat as she rested her wild-maned head on the cool counter.<br/><br/>He sipped his coffee smoothly, as she pressed her temple to the counter, looking infatuated with it's temperature. He raised his eyebrows and spoke softly from behind his mug, "How old are you?"