Coffee Klatch
When Emily flew into the coffee shop one Wednesday morning, Megan, Aubrey, and I were already gabbing away and sipping their lattes.
Emily, Megan, Aubrey, and I have been friends since grade school. We met while we were 'tortured' by our fourth grade teacher, Mrs. Suisserfeld. As the four of us passed through junior high school and high school, our bond was never broken. We did explore their own identities through college while attending Columbia, UCLA, Cornell, and NYU respectively. Post-college, we all met up in New York City, living near each other, working hard, and meeting for coffee and snacks whenever their schedules allowed.
"What's with the crazy speed today?" asked Megan, "have any juicy gossip for us?"
"Come on guys! You know this is just how I normally, naturally walk," replied Emily. "We're in New York City anyway; we have to hustle and bustle here."
She quickly motioned the barista who knew to bring her double espresso straight away. Emily got incredible service because she tipped well. The barista could probably pay his entire month's rent on what Emily threw his way. However, Emily could afford it. She was a TV news producer for one of the major station's magazine news shows. Also, she lived with her power lawyer boyfriend Trevor who took care of rent, utilities, and showered Sally with extravagant gifts and credit card spending privileges. For such an independent woman like Emily, Megan, Aubrey, and I were surprised by her relationship with Ethan but chalked it up to pure, innocent love.
Emily continued, "Though I don't have any juicy gossip, I will tell you who I spotted having dinner with a colleague of mine the other night. Does the name Isabella Rainer ring a bell?"
