<strong>Violett entered the room and sat in the chair nearest to the coffee bar. She smoothed her pleated pink skirt as she sat on the bar stool. As she looked around, she noticed that the room was void of "No smoking" signs, so she reached into her clutch bag and pulled out a pack of Marlboro lights and a black lighter as well as her compact and deep red lipstick. <br/>She lit the cigarette and looked around for protest, but saw none and took a deep drag, then opened her compact and pursed her lips and opened her mouth to check her lipstick. She rustled her blonde hair and crinkled her nose, playfully sticking her tongue at herself. She had learned to be patient with life and to have fun at the same time. She looked up as the barista approched, a handsome young man in his twenties with a five o' clock shadow and an apparent gym membership.</strong><br/><br/><em>"What will you be having today ma'am?"</em><strong>He asked.</strong><br/><br/><em>"Well, I assume you aren't on the menu, so I guess I will have a medium size dark roast with cream and sugar."</em><br/><br/><strong>She took another drag off her cigarette and he placed an ashtray in front of him.</strong>