He liked her and she'd been at the shop for at least two years. Her brown hair was tied back in a tight pony tail. Reg guessed she was no more than twenty-two. She was young enough to be his daughter, technically. Reg harbored a crush for her. I was twenty when she was born.
"Big plans today?" She asked with a small smile, eyes mostly.
Reg raised one eye brow and the right corner of his mouth as he shrugged his shoulders.
"Did you want anything else besides coffee, Reg?"
He froze.