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A lot of the time, Lee doesn't know how he feels about the coffee shops in Darrow. Truthfully, they're not a whole lot different from the ones in Caprica, but even after all this time, Lee finds that he still sometimes has trouble with the currency. He's used to cubits, to cornered coins, and the money here feels weird in his palm. It's something the people behind him always seem to notice as they yell at him to hurry up with his order.

Today, the lady behind him is about as obnoxious as they come, sighing loudly and making broad statements about the time.

"Just give me a regular coffee," Lee says to the guy behind the counter, and the woman behind him nearly pushes him out of the way to get the counter after him.

"Soy cappuccino," she demands, only for the server to evenly tell her that they don't have anymore. She huffs an "unbelievable" under her breath before storming out, and Lee looks down at the counter to see that she's left a folder on the counter.

"Hey, wait!" he calls behind her, and grabs the folder, though by the time he makes it outside, she's long gone, off to ruin someone else's day.

Hoping that maybe there's something in it that'll give Lee an idea of who she is and how he can find her, Lee opens the folder, only to see something he didn't plan on.

PASSENGER MANIFEST: OLYMPIC CARRIER

He nearly drops it then and there, his head starting to swim as he pours over the list of names. Pages and pages of names of the people who left on what was supposed to be a short voyage only to either get taken over by the cylons and killed, or killed because he pulled that trigger.

He hadn't been able to look at himself in the mirror for a long time after that, and just now, remembering that day, he doesn't think he can move from his spot on the sidewalk.

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[jianhuo]

Saffron's walking along, thinking about what kind of pies she wants to make tonight, when she nearly gets bowled over by some woman storming huffily out of a coffee shop. "Watch it," the woman snaps, even though she's the one who wasn't watching where she was going, and Saffron's eyebrows lift as she steps to the side.

"Watch it yourself," she replies in Chinese, mildly irritated, and the woman shoots her an angrily puzzled glance, but keeps going.

Rolling her eyes, Saffron is about to continue on her way when she sees Lee burst out of the same place the woman just left, seemingly looking for someone - maybe the woman she'd just nearly run into, for all she knows. He's got a folder of some kind in his hands, which he opens up as she walks over to say hi, and by the time she reaches him it seems from his expression what he sees is upsetting to him in some way.

"Hey," she says gently, to get his attention. "You okay, sugar?"

[losttheright]

She's about to head into the coffee shop when he comes out of it. It's the sort of thing that Molly always feels just the slightest bit guilty about, knowing that she doesn't really need to be buying overpriced lattes when she can make coffee in her apartment, her paycheck perfectly livable but not all that sizable, but it's fucking cold, and it isn't like she's really hard up for cash or anything. Chances are good she'd just spend it on something equally as unnecessary, anyway.

Both the coffee and the cold get momentarily forgotten, though, as she makes an abrupt stop, the greeting that's poised on her lips dying when she gets a good look at him. Whatever it is he's holding, he seems far from thrilled about it. For a moment, she wonders if she should say anything at all, but she's already here, and if he notices her, that might be even more awkward. Besides, they might not be especially close or anything, but she's still concerned.

"Hey," she says, softer than she would have otherwise, heading closer. "You okay?"