Jason watched as the lady came into the coffee shop. By the way she walked and the way she was dressed, it was clear she did not enjoy winter. She looked more like a spring or summer girl. It was amazing how you could just see from people’s posture and demeanor what season they preferred. Well it also helped that he had been working in the customer service industry for years, it taught a person how to read customers, how to read their likes and wants.<br/><br/>He watched as she approached the counter, “what can I get you Miss? Coffee, iced or regular?” He asked, the question was more out of customer service reasons as he could already tell she had enough cold in her life. “Regular it is then, name so I can write it on the cup?” He asked with a smile, his dimple showing as his white teeth became exposed to her, his ice blue eyes focused on her. As soon as he got the name and order, Jason turned to prepare the order, his uniform was plain, boring he always thought, black pants and shoes with a white shirt. On his shirt was pinned a cheesy name badge, Jason written across it with “coffee artist” beneath. Jason thought it was cheesy and hated all the comments and forced jokes it received but, it was the managers orders to wear it.<br/><br/>He handed her the coffee with another of his bright smiles and watched as she walked to a seat across the shop, as he turned to help the next customer he noticed her bank card was still sitting on the counter. He quickly snapped it up and walked across the shop to her, his short gelled brown hair not really moving as he walker, staying in the messy bed hair style he gelled it in. “Miss, you forgot your card.” He called out as he reached her table. “Don’t want someone stealing all your hard earned cash.” He said with a laugh, holding her card out to her.