Villette looked up from her newspaper -- well, not really a newspaper, more of a news pad -- and over at the Directeur, Chloe Dupont. She smiled at the woman and waved reluctantly before returning to her drink. She flipped through the virtual pages on the screen of the touchscreen device. The headlines were all uninteresting to her, but she focussed on the information anyways. In her mind, it was better to be seen doing something while drinking a cup of morning coffee alone at a table than to be looking around the room, or worse, staring down at the table.
She looked over and saw Amelie a few tables over, asleep. She smiled as she finished her coffee and ordered another. As soon as the cup of piping hot liquid came, she walked it over to Amelie's table with miraculously rejuvenated courageousness and sat down. She placed the mug in front of Amelie and lightly shook her shoulder to awaken her.
"Wake up, sleepyhead," she said in a soft voice. "I saw what Chloe put you through and decided you needed some coffee. Don't worry about Chloe. She just does that when she's either bored, tired, or sometimes just for fun. You'll get used to it."
