'Hmm?' he said as his train of thought was interrupted by the sound of Michelle's voice beside him, turning his head to look at her directly - although it seemed something of an effort to tear his eyes away from the front of the shop. 'Oh... Umm... Nothing serious - you know, the usual aprehension at meeting an ex-girlfriend again after some time...'<br/><br/>He sighed and shook his head - turning and taking the key out of the ignition as he climbed out of the drivers door and slammed it shut behind him, this time the door didn't seem to want to put up a fight and only exaggerated the force he'd put into closing it.<br/><br/>'Temper, temper Daniel...' came a soft sounding voice from the other side of the car. A woman in her late twenties to early thirties leant lightly against the doorway to the bookshop - long curly red locks of hair resting around her shoulders, arms crossed at her waist. She wore a long dark green dress that hugged her rather well across the bust and waist, accentuating her curves conciderably - a crooked grin upon her red lips as her green eyes focused upon Daniel almost as if they could look directly into him. 'I've been expecting you - who is your pretty friend here?'<br/><br/>There seemed little chance of Daniel answering any time soon - his eyes not seeming where to look between the two girls, the car, and the pavement. He had much the look of a man who was hoping against hopes that the ground would open up beneath his feet and swallow him whole.