When Evelynn wandered into the Starbucks in the early afternoon, laptop hugged to her chest while she went in search for a private, empty booth, she looked much like the half-a-dozen other young women there to do some homework or just take advantage of the free wifi. She supposed she wasn't so different, really - her gaze settled on one such young lady, with shockingly colored hair and a nose-ring, and imagined her planning something like a Battle of the Bands. Heh. Stereotyping. But more to the point, it made her smile a little to think that she wasn't so different from them, at least in a small way.
She ordered herself a mocha latte and sat down, comfortable and a little excited. Pulling up a blank document, she stared hard at it for several long seconds, as if willing it to cooperate, and then started recording a few ideas for this talent show while she awaited Alex Rivers .