"Aww what d'ya mean you're out 'again'?!"
The human teenager behind the counter bowed and said, "Sorry ma'am. We should have some more by the end of the week if you wanna come back?"
Lida rapped her knuckles on the counter. "No… no that's fine. Thank you." She turned to face Remy, who had been hanging about near the entrance. "Wolf, you want anything…? Huh?"
Remy's attention was elsewhere; his eyes fixed on a woman in the corner. A huge, old tome opened before her. Her eyes darting across the page, line by line.
A small growl escaped Lida's throat. "Remy!"
Her voice cut straight through the loud music, a playlist of contemporary hits, and the hustle and bustle of the shop itself to pierce the wolflike's ears.
"Oh, sorry! I'm good thanks; I'll just grab an energy drink or something."
"What were you looking at anyway?" She asked, knowing full well the answer.
"That woman in the corner," he said, turning as they exited the FiveBucks coffee shop. "She's a witch, right?"
Lida glanced over her shoulder once more to sneak another quick peek; this time, the woman was staring right back at her, head resting on a platform of crossed fingers; her golden, feline eyes piercing her core through a pair of thick-rimmed glasses.
"That's Sofie Muromets, she's a teacher at the school down the road from my house; she's a bit older than you—us! Older than us." She laughed nervously, charging her way ahead of the wolflike into an oncoming crowd of people.