Grande mocha, please (Open, coffee shop au)

[Margaery]

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Margaery hated coffee. It was far too bitter for her tastes, the terrible flavor hardly repaired by excess amounts of sugar and cream. She had tried to like it many times, holding her nose as she painfully nursed a cup of steaming coffee. Nothing had changed though - she hadn't expected it to, but there had been some hope - and she always crawled back to tea begging forgiveness. Her uncle had raised her on any and all types of the tea and, because she didn't drink soda, the beverage quickly became her go-to in every situation, this one included.

[color=#b09090]"I'll take a tossed mango tea with lemonade please," She ordered, swiping her debit card and slipping a few dollars into the tip jar without much thought. She extended a smile in the direction of the barista before walking on precariously high heels towards Thea, freshly made drink in hand. [color=#b09090]"Hello, love," Came Margaery's easy greeting, [color=#b09090]"You have excellent taste- coffee is awful."

The lawyer would laugh, obviously proud of her not-so-funny comment. [color=#b09090]"So what are you up to today? Anything fun? Exciting? Jaw-dropping?" Idle chit-chat she was making, but Margaery was genuinely interested. Thea was a sweet girl, one deserving of pleasant niceties, and besides, the woman adored a good conversation. As of late, she had felt deprived of social interaction admittedly, so swamped by work and visits to the courthouse that she hardly had time for anything else. Litigations were long and boring as was filing paperwork, but she had officiated the adoption of three children over the course of the past week so the reward was obviously there. [color=#b09090]"Oh!" She gasped suddenly, [color=#b09090]"Did you want to try some of my drink? I promise you won't regret it!"