The coworker, who wasn't sure what was going on but sensed an impending 'I want your manager', turned away and moved to ring up the order for the next customer. She wanted no part of this.

"No, but I--" Desperation makes her honest. Genevieve leans over the counter as best she can. "I mean I know what it's like," she murmured. "I've done that, I've been there, I didn't always work at a coffee shop. I'm so sorry." It had been her life for the last...it had been too long. Sometimes she still felt as if she had more to make up.