A little cafe talk (for Han).

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 At 7 o'clock, Iphigenia is waiting in Sophia's Cafe, waiting for someone who may just turn out to be a new friend. She's glad to talk to him, even if he's maybe a bit reluctant.

She understands, and so she's sitting quietly at a table by the window, people-watching as she waits. She's got a small chamomile tea and a chocolate croissant in front of her, though she really hasn't eaten much of it yet.

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[twelve_not_fourteen]

The postponement of their talk, however revealing it turns out to be, offers him a much appreciated chance to get his overracer back to the Millennium Falcon and grants him an opportunity to clean himself up.

An opportunity he's thankful to have, because he was shampooing rust out of his hair by the time he hit the shower. Han is dressed in what qualifies as 'nice' among his very utilitarian wardrobe. Navy jacket and the matching pants. Boots that were shined fairly recently. Just enough to make him feel like he tried a little harder without making him feel 'dressed up'.

Han, lacking for things to do of late and knowing the value of timeliness, is there right around when he should be. As far as he can tell, this is the kind of place that you order from a counter and take things back to your seat. He opts to skip that in lieu of keeping the princess waiting any longer.

"Iphigenia." He says with a faint smile as he approaches the table. "I hope I didn't keep you waiting long."