The kitchen still carried the warm, cozy scent of freshly brewed teas and warm milk.
Megan had just finished raving about the final sample cup, her eyes practically glowing with genuine excitement as she set down her empty glass.
Veyra glanced up at the clock hanging on the wall, realizing with a small start that the entire afternoon had completely slipped away.
"I should probably start heading back," Veyra said, reaching for her bag. "Though I promised Clara I would swing back by the shop to pick up a pizza before I left."
Megan’s face lit up instantly. "Oh, I’ll walk over with you! Mom will be super happy to see you drop by again."
Veyra smiled warmly at her. "That would be lovely."
Megan grabbed her light jacket and was already shuffling toward the kitchen exit.
"Wait a second," Mia called out from behind the prep counter, holding up a dry towel. "Before you run off, Megan, I wanted to ask you something."
Megan paused, turning around with a curious look.
Mia pointed a thumb toward the remaining ingredient bags sitting on the counter. "I still have a handful of milk tea recipes from Veyra’s list that we couldn’t test today. Do you want to come back tomorrow afternoon and help us run the second round of flavor trials?"
Megan blinked, pointing a finger at her own chest. "Wait, me?"
"You have a great palate," Mia said encouragingly. "You’re completely honest, you actually enjoy the process, and you aren’t afraid to say if a flavor feels off. That kind of feedback is super helpful."
Megan let out a happy laugh, nodding eagerly. "I would absolutely love to help out!"
"Awesome. Shall we say around two o’clock tomorrow?"
"I’ll be there on the dot!"
They stepped out of the cafe together, the cool evening air greeting them as soon as the door swung open. The street was peaceful, with the overhead streetlights flickering to life one by one along the sidewalk.
Megan fell into a comfortable step right beside Veyra, her chatter bright and lively. "Honestly, those tea blends were ridiculous. I have never tasted anything like that at a normal drink shop."
"Thank you," Veyra said softly. "Mia and I put a lot of thought into them."
"Seriously though, once you guys open up near the university, you are going to make a absolute fortune."
Veyra laughed softly at her enthusiasm. "I certainly hope so."
Megan went quiet for a brief moment as they walked, tapping her chin thoughtfully. "So, how are you two planning to hunt down a physical location for the store?"
Veyra glanced over at her. "I was originally going to let Mia handle the location scouting while she is out."
"Does she have much experience dealing with commercial real estate?"
"I don’t think she has done it directly, no."
Megan nodded her head slowly, a thoughtful look settling over her face. "I might actually be able to help out with that part. I spent months digging into local shop leases and commercial spaces for my mom when she was considering relocating her pizza place last year."
Veyra raised her brows in pleasant surprise. "You know how commercial leases work?"
"I know all about security deposits, square footage costs, basic renovation permits, and how to negotiate terms with stubborn landlords," Megan explained with a casual shrug. "I did a ton of heavy reading back then so my mom wouldn’t get taken advantage of."
Veyra studied the young woman’s face. There was zero arrogance in her voice, she was just plainly stating what she knew.
A lightbulb instantly went off in Veyra’s mind.
She had been quietly worrying about the sheer mountain of logistics lying ahead, finding the right spot, dealing with property owners, securing health permits, and overseeing the interior buildout. Mia was brilliant and knew how to manage daily shop operations, but throwing a massive real estate hunt onto her plate on top of her heavy chemistry classes was asking for burnout.
Megan was sharp, remarkably organized, highly motivated, and had a solid month of free time sitting ahead of her before the new school semester kicked off.
"Megan," Veyra began, stopping near the edge of the sidewalk. "Would you be interested in taking on a temporary job with us?"
Megan stopped in her tracks, blinking in surprise. "A job? Doing what?"
"I need someone reliable to act as Mia’s right hand," Veyra laid out clearly. "Someone who can help her scout prime locations, review lease terms, organize permit paperwork, and keep an eye on contractors during the shop renovations. Naturally, I would pay you a very proper wage."
Megan’s mouth fell open, her dark eyes wide. "Are you actually serious right now?"
"I am completely serious."
A massive, brilliant smile broke across Megan’s face, her voice rising with pure excitement. "Yes! I mean, yes, absolutely, I would love to do that!"
Veyra chuckled softly. "Are you sure? It is going to be pretty busy, hard work."

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