I can almost catch a vibe here at the cafe as the blonde woman in the pink dress with tattoos on her arms and earbuds in her ears finishing her coke. She leaves. I can see the condensation on the side of her glass sitting on the bar. Ice cubes melting at the bottom.

At another table, another couple drinks. The young woman laughs a little too loud at the man’s jokes, in a way that seems to suggest she doesn’t really understand the humor in what he is saying, but she feels that she should be laughing in this situation when she is sharing a drink with a man and he is telling her things.