"Sit tight; I'll fetch you two some water."
Lucinda had the two elderly folks seated at a table and poured them each a glass of water, also dishing out some of the shop's snacks for them.
"Missy, how much for all these? We'll pay now."
With a smile, Lucinda answered, "These are just some small bites, hardly worth anything. Consider it on the house; take your time enjoying them. I've got some other business to attend to."
Seeing these two always reminded her of her grandparents, who used to spoil her rotten.
"Don't mind us, dear; we'll head out shortly," they said.
Lucinda exchanged pleasantries before going about her business.
She had deliveries to make, after all.
Sales were through the roof today; the coffee and snacks were flying off the shelf. Everyone was swamped, but they were all buzzing with excitement.
Cecilia sidled up to Lucinda, asking, "Lucinda, who are these oldies? Do you know them?"
"I don't. I caught sight of them hovering around our entrance when I came back and figured they might want to come in but were too shy to, so I invited them in."
Judging by their humble attire, Lucinda guessed that they'd probably never set foot in a café before and were just intrigued.
As she was saying this, Lucinda was packing the coffee and snacks into a basket, ready to be transported on the e-scooter with Cecilia's help.
Soon after, Lucinda was off on her delivery run again.
Savannah Anderson nudged her husband gently, whispering for his opinion, "What do you make of her?"
"She's got your spunk when you were young; I like her as our daughter-in-law."
The elderly lady blushed, softly scolding her husband, "We're getting on in years; you shouldn't be saying such things; it's a bit embarrassing."
"All I'm saying is that I like you; what's wrong with that? I've been crazy about you for decades; there's no changing that, even if you ask me to."
The old lady was left speechless.
Every moment with him made her feel as though she were eighteen again.
They'd been married for decades, but their love was still going strong.
"I like Lucinda too; Stefan's got good taste. But don't you think our daughter-in-law looks familiar? Have we met her before?"
The first time Savannah laid eyes on Lucinda, she felt a sense of familiarity.
She kept her thoughts to herself, though, never voicing out her suspicions.
Now that Lucinda was out delivering, the old lady finally shared her thoughts with her husband.
"We're meeting her for the first time; how could you feel a sense of familiarity? She's not as pretty as you were when you were young, so I only gave her a quick glance. I didn’t pay much attention, so I didn't feel any familiarity."
"You're at it again; we're not at home, you know." The old lady lightly rebuked her husband once more.
She was certain that she'd never met Lucinda before, even though she felt a sense of familiarity.
Stefan had married out of the blue, without letting the family know. If it weren't for Stefan bringing Lucinda to a business cocktail party, they wouldn't have known about the marriage.
Lawrence Anderson had half a glass of water and two pieces of snack food. He found the snacks to be delicious and recommended them to his wife, saying, "Darling, give these a try; they taste great. I think they could give our personal chef a run for his money."
At Lawrence's recommendation, the old lady also tried a piece of the snack. She found it to be extremely delicious and helped herself to more, only stopping when her husband intervened.
The elderly couple spent their time at the Serendipity Cafe sipping water and munching on snacks, occasionally striking up casual conversations with Cecilia or other staff and indirectly finding out more about Lucinda.
Meanwhile, Lucinda, busy until the evening, had finally completed all her delivery orders.
Though exhausted, the day's earnings were phenomenal.
Both Lucinda and Cecilia were ecstatic, and even the chef felt validated.
As there usually weren't many customers, his pastries often went unsold, which made him doubt his skills.
The elderly couple left at around five in the afternoon.
Stefan would knock off at half past five, and being newlywed, he would rush home once he was off work.
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