David waited anxiously as the others finished their conversation. He pulled his hands out of his pockets and scratched his neck. After a minute or two of deciding, the two of them began to walk out of the door. David felt a twinge of disappointment at being left out of their conversation, which he quickly buried as he followed behind them. As they opened the door to leave, he quickened his pace so that he wouldn't get left behind. He made it out of the shop just in time, with the door hitting him in the back on the way out.
David followed Grace and Kaliska through the street, almost bumping into several people as he tried to keep up with them. The afternoon sun beat down on his head as he walked through the crowd, finally arriving at the Starbucks. He paused when Kaliska stopped and turned towards the group.
"I'm thinking that I'm more in the mood for tea than coffee right now."
David didn't really know what to say to that. He wasn't much of a tea or a coffee drinker. To be honest, he had never actually drank either, aside from some lemon tea that his mother occasionally made when he was sick. He wasn't even sure why he had agreed to come to Starbucks anyway. Well, it wasn't like he could back out now...
"Okay," he said after a moment. He scratched his neck again, looking down at the ground for a moment. He looked over at Grace, then quickly looked away again. He didn't want to seem like he was staring at anyone, so he picked a spot on the wall behind Kaliska and began to look at it. He shuffled his feet as he waited for some sort of cue for what he should do next.