Coffee and Some Verses

[Violet]

"Yes, yes I'd love that." Diana says to Ava, finally stealing a look to David. It was clear she is not only the leader of the group, but also the reason he'd come out tonight. A curiosity, but everyone chooses ghouls somehow. She seems clever, a good fit for what she knew of him.

She rips another page out of her notebook and scrawls something down onto it. Folding the paper in half, written side in, she hands it to Ava. "I won't tell you not to look at it because I'm not sealing it anyway. I've put my number in there, and you can feel free to take it too."

Sparing a glance to Coco, Diana continues, "Sorry that things ended the way they did. Even if nobody feels it was my fault I still feel responsible at least in part. I don't know your group so I can't say how that should have been handled but it seems things could have gone a bit more gently."

She looks to the redhead more directly now and gives her a sort of sad smile. "Not one of us is without our sins, Coco. There's not really anything holding us accountable, truly, except each other, and that means we make mistakes. It looks like you've got a good group here though so I'm sure you'll bounce back." she tears another piece of paper out of her notebook and writes her number on it with her name and a small heart. "If you ever need to vent though, you call me okay? I know we don't know each other, but I can be a pretty good listener."

Diana hands the paper to Ava and with a last look to her and David she just says "Thanks again. Sorry again." and turns to walk out of the coffee shop.

Note to Gregory

Gregory,

I'm truly very sorry that things ended the way they did tonight. My intention was not to create a situation where you were ganged up on. I know some really cool slam poets in the city and if you'd like, I'd love for you to come meet them with me. I think you'd have some interesting opinions on the stuff. I promise it would be different.

Slam poetry is really unique, and its a great way to find out about experiences you wouldn't have otherwise. I've learned a lot about racism that way, for example.

My number is xxx-xxx-xxxx if you ever want.

Diana

Diana exits the scene

[Coco]

Coco sat at the table, nursing her coffee as the others rose and left. At last, she was alone except for her thoughts and the scrap of paper on the table. Nevertheless, she waited until her drink was finished before she looked at the message inscribed on the paper. A small smile appeared across her lips, and with a small bounce of the antennae she stood. A bit too quickly, but the aid of the table and her cane saved her from harm. Or embarrassment. The paper was tucked away, along with Ava's poem, and then Coco set out into the night...

Coco exits the scene! Awesome scene!