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Beca hated her job at Starbucks. She just needed some money to launch her career in the music industry (she was going to make it, it was only a matter of time) and those clients made her want to quit.
She stared at the pretty red-haired woman who had ordered a beer and tried not to laugh at how tired she looked.
“Ma'am, this is Starbucks.”
“… a coffee, then.”
Beca asked for her name – Chloe – and went to make her drink. And if she took the opportunity to write down her number on her cup, no one had to know.