[He would be right on his mark. The blonde is indeed already there, settled in a corner seat with a general good view of the cafe itself. There's a brown leather jacket draped over the back of her chair, the strap of a bag visible over one side as well. The woman herself is dressed fairly blandly - off-white short sleeved button up and dark brown slacks.
There's a notebook opened up before her that she appears to be reading over. It's fairly obvious she fully intended an early arrival to do just that, though she has at least had a coffee pot and cups brought by. She seems about to pick up her cup when she blinks a bit and her eyes snap up to focus around the room. The slight tingle against the back of her neck isn't harsh but there's certainly something here that ought to draw her attention.
That something is evident though when she makes note of Shiro. At least it's a small enough place that a light wave of her hand ought to be enough to garner attention, if not from Shiro himself then from a waitress who can lead him over.]
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There's a notebook opened up before her that she appears to be reading over. It's fairly obvious she fully intended an early arrival to do just that, though she has at least had a coffee pot and cups brought by. She seems about to pick up her cup when she blinks a bit and her eyes snap up to focus around the room. The slight tingle against the back of her neck isn't harsh but there's certainly something here that ought to draw her attention.
That something is evident though when she makes note of Shiro. At least it's a small enough place that a light wave of her hand ought to be enough to garner attention, if not from Shiro himself then from a waitress who can lead him over.]