A Suprising Cup [Blaez]

In table not too far from the Ghost, there was a sharply dressed young man with blond hair sitting all by himself, with a cup of coffee on the table and a book in his hands, he appeared to be very focused on it, rarely touching his cup. The Giovanni could be doing this at home were it's quieter and he can be more relaxed, but his brother insisted the two met there, why it was so important was beyond GioGio, but it has been a while since the two went out together, so he just agreed... However his brother was late, very late, the blond would tap his index finger on the table impatiently as he waited for his sibling.

Gionatan would remove his eyes from the book and looked at the woman sitting in another table next to his with an raised eyebrow. Did she really called him kiddie? GioGio knew he was young, but not that much, and the woman appeared to be around his age, only elders would call him kid... Well, not a problem being called kid, but it was odd coming from a young lady.

He would place the book down and reply the woman's question with a smile on his face. "If you must know, it's a mystery book." He then gestured with his right hand to one of the empty chairs. "Why don't you take a sit, miss...?" She was being friendly to him in her own weird way, so he'd give her the same treatment... without the weird part.

That laugh again? It was... different, but good to see she was enjoying herself. Although all the laughter reminded him of a certain pink haired young woman he met the day before, but that's the only similarity between these two, the pink haired girl was much more energetic and talkative while this one appeared to be quieter and somewhat socially awkward.

"I find horror quite interesting too, however this book is a murder mystery, the typical books about detectives, you know? Nothing outstanding, but good to kill time." He didn't liked the book that much, but now he was glad he had brought it with him, it helped him distract his mind for a while, but hopefully it wouldn't be necessary anymore now that he had someone to talk to. "I'm Gionatan Giovanni, pleased to meet you."

So she runs a shop. That's probably why she's speaking to him in the first, to offer her services... Such a shame, he was hoping it would be just a casual talk between the two... Oh well, he had nothing to do so he'd take the bait.

"A shop, you say? What kind of shop do you run?" He'd ask, as he heard the woman's answer he'd grab his cup of coffee and slowly take a sip from it. When the girl spoke of the 'Insufferable pigs' GioGio tilted his head slightly to the left, curious about who she was talking about. "Uhm... Is there something wrong signorina... er, Ghost?" There's no way that's her real name, but he'd play along, not like it mattered now.

Impressive, another person with an appreciation for the aesthetics like himself, although not in the same way as him, but still good to see other people cared about it now days, after the eternal divide and considering how agitated modern life could be not many would pay attention to that, which is a shame.

"Interior design? Interesting. I'll have to pay it a visit later, i'm curious to see you in action." He smiled back at the young woman. "I don't have a job, right now i'm a student, not really interesting to talk about." The young man had a thoughtful expression, he really didn't thought much about what career he wanted to follow, maybe fashion or law like his parents.

"If you say so..." There was something odd about this woman, not just her antics... it was something else, he couldn't figure out what it was, he had to be careful yet keep it civil, after all she was being polite up to that point.

"Alright, i'll make sure to bring my family together. Madre would love a place like that." He gave the woman a quiet and silent nod "That makes me wonder, do you have a family, signorina... Ghost? It would take a while until he got used to calling someone Ghost, he wondered why she was hiding her real name... He'd have to be careful with someone who conceals their identity.

"Well, it is important if you want to be someone in life now days... There are outliers, but you can't bet your life on that." He'd shrug before taking one last sip from his mug
"Besides, school is a good place to interact with other people of my age and learn about people with first hand experience rather than through a computer screen."

"Sad, a lot of people lost their family or got separated when that happened." Normally he'd try to comfort the person, but she appeared very cheerful despite everything. It could be a bad sign, he decided to reserve his judgement yet again. It could be that she already got over it, but it's always good to be careful. "We have the Queen to thanks we get to live another day."

"I know a lot of people who would envy this 'luck' of yours." He too would chuckle. Gionatan himself considered himself lucky too, he was part of a wealthy family, he had friends and he got to serve the city he loved. "You flatter me, Signorina Ghost." He paused for a few seconds before he asked the woman. "If you don't mind me saying, you have been using that tablet of yours a lot during our conversation, it feels like your mind is somewhere else."