Double the Trouble, Half the Headache (Flair & I)

Lydia quickly ordered for them while Addison studied Rogue. "You don't care for crowds much, do you." She observed, smiling weakly at him. "It's okay. I don't like them either.. A lot of people get on my nerves."

Women get on mine, he thought to himself, and idle idea that spoke more of his upbringing than any real opinions he had on women. It wasn't even a nerve thing, either, not really; it was a fear, an anxiety ground into him with the exposure to women that he did possess as a child: namely, his sister. Crowds, in and of themselves, were thus not the issue, just the women in it. He glanced to Lydia, shrugging softly; the girls were still, obviously, women, but their own quirkiness helped to offset his mind, somehow, though not wholly. They were, after all.... two women.

Once their order was there, Addison took one cup and Lydia took another. They each held one in their respective limbs, causing the sight to be quite odd. A green tea was sitting there on the counter next to them. "Here. I would get it for you but our hands are kind of full." Addison muttered.

He chuckled softly at this, waving off the comments as he retrieved his glass for himself. Saying nothing, he nodded off towards a corner table, surprisingly away from most of the day's crowd.

"Oh, wow. That's a pretty quiet looking table." Lydia commented in a dreamy tone, zoning out and stopping her movement. "Lyd!" Addison snapped, rolling her eyes. "I can't do anything and she's in la la land."

Rogue found himself softly chuckling under his breath, too quietly for it to be heard. Saying nothing, he began waving a hand in front of the one twin's face, waiting for a reaction.