<strong>Deja Vu all over again... Coffee-run Katey and John</strong><br/><br/>She could feel someone behind her, feel their eyes boring into the back of her head and then she was spun around like a ragdoll to face the man.  Taller than her, but who wasn't...He looked familiar.<br/><br/>Eyes wide, she jerked her arm free.  "Hey!" she said, feeling the bottom drop out of her stomach.  John...John something.  It was too soon for this, too soon to be found-out.  She remembered him, too.  And, it probably showed all over her face because she sure as hell wasn't a poker player.  And, then he took her hat and put it on his own fat head.  "Hey!!" she shouted and gave the man a push.  "Give that back.  And, I don't know what you're talking about...temple?  I'm not Jewish."  Deciding that the hat wasn't worth further arguing and attention-drawing, Katey started to back away.  "My name's Katey and I need to get the guys their coffee..."