The place was packed within a few minutes. Selina was almost caught off guard, but put herself together quick. Looks like her and Tabitha weren't the only caffeine addicts around here. The first few hours, Selina worked at the back making the drinks. This was completely fine with her, she didn't like interacting with people that much.

      People were complicated beings. Cats were so much better. Much easy to understand. They didn't mouth off, that much, and they were really good at cuddling.

      Selina was about to take her break when her adrenaline-filled eyes spotted someone familiar. She grinned, quickly rushing over to him. "Bruce!" She exclaimed, giving him a quick side hug.

      Physical interaction wasn't her strong suit either. She only kind of hugged Bruce since she knew him so long and trusted him. Barbara's tried hugging her, which always results in the younger girl hissing angrily at her. So they have to resort to high fives and fist bumps.

      "What are you doing here?" Selina asked her best friend, Bruce Wayne, as he chuckled casually and shrugged his shoulders.

      "As if I'm going to miss my best friend's café opening." He said, smiling down at her as he led them to one of the booths.

      Selina hadn't seen Bruce in a few weeks, having been so busy with the café. But it felt so normal to see him again. She hardly trusts people, but Bruce was someone who carried her trust after all these years.

      And so Selina talked about everything going on, sipping her coffee quickly and her hands moving around as she rambled on. Bruce eyed her silently the entire time before he finally spoke up. "Dear god...you've had too much caffeine, haven't you?"

      Selina merely shrugged her shoulders, knowing he was right but not caring. "I've only had a Red Bull and I'm on my third cup of coffee. I've done more and you know it."

      Bruce shook his head in mock disappointment, some of the black strands of his hair falling on his forehead. "You're gonna have a real bad sugar crash."

      "I've estimated it all out and my sugar crash should hit about an hour after we close up."

      "Estimate? Since when are you a math expert?"

      Selina placed a hand over her chest dramatically. "I'm gonna ignore you just said that because I don't think it'll be good for business to grab your coffee and pour it all over that stupid shirt of yours."

      Bruce pouted, looking down at his shirt and then back at Selina. "What's wrong with my shirt?"

      "It's preppy as fuck." Selina responded seriously. "And preppy as fuck is disgusting as fuck."

      "But Jeremiah got it for me." Bruce whined playfully. Of course, Jeremiah Valeska, Bruce's boyfriend who also managed to share the same weirdly mature clothing style as her best friend.

      "Of coooourse he did!" Selina rolled her eyes at him. She liked Jeremiah, don't get her wrong. But he was a bit uptight and serious...more serious than Bruce somehow. At least with Jeremiah's twin brother, Jerome, he had humor. She and Jerome have spent time together, making fun of and throwing things at super gross romantic couples...including Bruce and Jeremiah.

      "Well maybe one day when you start dating someone, you won't feel that way." Bruce said, a teasing smirk now dancing on his lips.

      Selina nearly choked on her coffee before bursting out laughing, ignoring the odd looks from some of the customers. "You're hilarious, seriously B. But, I quite like my single life, thank ya very much."

      "That's what they all say. And someday, you'll fall tooooo~" he sang, a teasing look in his dark eyes as he sipped his drink.

      The older teenager scowled at him. "Don't make me actually grab your coffee and pour it on you." They could no longer keep up the serious facade and both began laughing. One moment serious, the next joking. That's the way Bruce and Selina rolled.

      And soon Bruce left and Selina went back to work. She had to admit, she might actually enjoy being a barista. It didn't seem too difficult, despite her hands cramping up when she made four drinks at the same time. But that was nothing! She's got this!

      ...or so she thought.

      Looks like Bruce was right, Selina wasn't a math expert. Because her sugar crash hit an hour BEFORE closing time, not AFTER. Shit. A migraine was hitting her hard and her smile was becoming more and more strained as she interacted with customers. But she kept on pulling through. She's been through worse, this was nothing!

      "You're almost there, kitty. Just another twenty minutes." Selina heard Tabitha say to her, giving her a quick pat on the back and a reassuring smile before disappearing to make the drinks.

      She sighed, rubbing her forehead one last time and put on another smile at the next customer. "Hi! Welcome to the Sirens, how can I help you?"

      Seventeen minutes passed and Selina was still craving death. Three minutes. She could hang on for just three more minutes. She could do this!

      The customers have died out since it was nearly closing time, and Selina was ready to begin closing shop...until a woman nearly came barreling in like a large red warning sign.

      The woman was panting, quickly rushing over to the counter as if she had been running just to get here. "Please, please tell me I'm not too late! I've had such a long day and could really use a coffee!"

      'I know how that feels.' Selina thought to herself, looking over the woman quickly. She was tall, her long dark red hair was wild from having running in here, and soft teal eyes holding exhaustion in them. Their eyes connected and for a split second, Selina understood how Eliza Schuyler felt when she first met her husband Alexander Hamilton.

      Her heart went boom.

      But Selina pulled herself out of it, trying to focus on the fact that this woman needed a coffee...and she was completely fine with making it. "Don't worry, you made it in time!" She said with a soft smile, her heart doing a backflip when the redhead let out a breath of relief and a smile painted itself on her pale face. "What can I get for ya?"

      "Can I just get an americano please? I don't want to bother you since it is closing." Her voice...holy crap, her voice! It sounded so soft, so gorgeous...PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER SELINA!

      Selina smiled and nodded, not putting the order into the machine. She could make it herself, americanos were easy. "Sure...umm, what-what's your name?" 'Stupid Selina!' She thought to herself from stuttering. What the hell was getting into her? She was only a beautiful woman! That's it!

      "Ivy." The woman—Ivy—responded with that same soft smile, but this time there was a little glint in her eyes, those interesting blue-green eyes. "And your name?"

      She was just the barista. Surely Ivy didn't really need to know her name. "Umm...Selina. I'm Selina."

      "A pretty name for a pretty girl." Shit. If Selina was controlling her blush, she lost it now. She forced a chuckle, looking down shyly as her cheeks begin to feel warm. Damnit.

      Ivy begin to fish for cash from the pocket of her coat when Selina held up her hand to stop her. "Don't worry. It's on the house." She said with a reassuring smile, knowing fairly well her face was still pink.

      "Are you sure? I-I really don't mind—!"

      "I insist. It's on the house." Selina replied quickly, ignoring the butterflies—no, hornets—in her stomach when the redhead smiled at her sweetly.

      "Thank you so much Selina." Selina's brain damn near exploded. She always thought her name was simple, but when it came from Ivy's pink lips, it sounded so exquisite.

      "No problem." The curly-haired teenager smiled simply, going over to quickly make her drink. Every now and then, she would peer from the corner of her vibrant green eyes to take a quick peak at her last customer. She was standing there, sometimes looking around, most of the time looking right back at her. Selina continued to fight the urge to blush. She was just a pretty customer, she was just a pretty customer...

      "Here ya go, Ivy." Selina could feel chills go down her spine when she said her name. Ivy was such a pretty name for her...

      Ivy walked over, taking the drink from her with another sweet smile. "Thank you, Selina. You've surely made my day. I'll see you around." She waved at her, a type of wave she had seen Barbara use to Tabitha, a flirty wave, before taking a sip of her drink and walking out of the store.

      Selina didn't move, her eyes still wide as she tried to process what the actual hell just happened. She watched the redhead woman leave until she was finally out of sight. She didn't understand this feeling and she wasn't sure if she liked it or not.

      She jumped when she heard a peaceful sigh behind her, Barbara wrapping an arm over Selina's shoulders, ignoring the younger girl stiffening. "Great first day of business, huh?"

      Selina didn't look at her, her eyes still on the window despite Ivy no longer being there...but a slow smile grew on her face. "Oh yeah...great day."