and you are?

“Yeah, man,” Sam grinned, looking around the area. “It’s a real chill area. From what I’ve seen anyway. And so colorful.” 

Even the coffee shop was super bright, it was kind of awesome. “Oh! You don’t live here, makes more sense I guess. If you’re meeting someone, I can’t drag you along for groceries. That’d just be terrible of me.”

“I’m glad you’re enjoying your new home then.  It’d be awful to move somewhere and hate it,” he shuddered pretending to cringe at the idea and went to motion over his shoulder in the direction of the store but stopped short, mouth hanging open about to tell him to follow.

“Nah.  We’re just finishing up.  Some of them have a two or three hour drive back home for the weekend.  But it’s the last one before break and most of us are going out of town for that so–one final rendezvous beforehand.  I’ve got the time if you want the company.  Oh! Sorry  I forgot,” he quickly took the last sip of his coffee and tossed the container in the trash offering the stranger his hand, “I’m Blaine.”