James was lost in thought, and didn't really notice when the other customers left.  It was almost a full minute when he blinked and looked around him, as if seeing the place for the first time.  He smiled at the young woman behind the counter as he stepped up to it.  "Hello there... Isabelle," he said, glancing down at her name tag.  "Or is it just Izzie?  Spoke to your friend earlier, and that's what she called you, but it seems a little personal to use that unless you're okay with it..."  he was rambling a bit.<br/><br/>"So, uhm,"  he said, looking again at the different baked goods behind the glass of the cases and at the board overhead that listed other available items, "do you have some kind of sandwiches you serve, or is it pretty much just sweets and the like?  I mean, other than that wonderful-looking raisin bread?"<br/><br/><em>Man,</em>he thought to himself,<em>she's pretty cute too...</em>