Killer Coffee (Open)

Cosmina was not at a bar, nor was she on a job. She wasn't even looking for a rich guy to marry and then kill. No she was in fact taking a break from shopping at a cafe. She enjoyed the things that money could buy her and it had occurred to her that morning that with everything that had been happening lately she hadn't properly enjoyed them in a while. So instead of supervising the workers that were renovating her new apartment or seeking out jobs Mina had dressed herself in a white shirt and jeans, pulled her hair back, and left to spend her hard earned money on herself.

Several shops and bags later she sat in a cafe with her haul enjoying an espresso. It wasn't the best she'd ever had but it was passable. The woman leaned back in her chair and sighed contentedly. She was seated at a table in the front window of the shop with her jaguar in full view. There was no way she was going to let it out of her sight today. Plus she wanted to be seen. Despite the trip having a purpose other than picking up men Mina was multi-talented. She could do both if she so chose. Mina drained the last of her espresso and got up to wait in the line to get another. Leaving to continue her shopping would wait a little while longer, she wanted another espresso.

It was a smallish coffee shop. The decor was light and airy with an abundance of pastel colors and the very occasional dash of something brighter. It obviously wasn't the result of a corporate hired designer. Cosmina supposed that, not being part of a chain, it survived on neighborhood business and the masses of people in the city that needed caffeine to function. Not that it mattered to her. She highly doubted that she'd return to the place. It was simply the nicest in the area that she had chosen to stop in. Soon enough she got to the counter, ordered her espresso, and returned to her seat with the steaming beverage in hand. Today wasn't half bad at all.