He was clearly exhausted, both mentally and physically, by the day's travails. For that reason, he didn't mind just sitting, listening to the shop's Christmas music, and trying to get his bearings back. When the young woman he'd waved to smiled at him, he returned the grin, and shifted his seat over a bit to allow her room if she wanted to sit.<br/><br/>"Kind of," he admitted, in response to her inquiry. "I've been in the city for about a semester for grad school. Was on my way to the train station, but I got off at the wrong subway stop and have been wandering for about...twenty minutes." He took a look outside, as the snow continued to come down. "Not a bad thing, as it turns out. If it gets much worse than this I can't imagine my train would be leaving today to begin with."<br/><br/>He had been "looking forward" to a six hour train trip back home to Virginia, but that had been put to a halt by the weather.<br/><br/>"Feel free to pull up a chair," he offered, friendly enough as he watched the barista bring his drink over to him. Thanking her, he took his large cup, and placed it down before him, his eyes lighting up at the warm beverage. "Looks like we're going to be in here for a while, Miss--" and his voice trailed off. "Sorry, I'm forgetting my manners. I'm Jonathan, or Jon, whichever you'd prefer."