Charlotte
"Alright there, coffee it is," Charlotte said, glancing around. About a block down, there seemed to be a halfway decent coffee shop, if the chatter drifting out from inside was any indication, "Like I said, seems like there's a decent place not too far from here, so long as you don't mind a little walk."
True to the gunslinger's word, it didn't take them long to get there, though it helped that they were lucky enough to not be stopped at the crosswalks. Or unlucky, considering that it meant Charlotte couldn't offer to give Sage a quick lift over the street.
Either way, they were at the coffee shop before long, a fair number of the people around them tapping away at screens. Taking a moment to tune them out, Charlotte quickly placed her order, a nice strong dark roast, no cream or sugar, and waited for Sage to place hers.
"Got any preferences about the stuff, or do you just take what you can get?" the gunslinger asked, "Don't worry, I'm buying. Might as well, seeing as I'm bringing ya out here in the first place."