You were currently waiting for someone at the cafe, tapping your foot impatiently. Suddenly you notice Colette running down the sidewalk, her heels clacking.

"Je suis là, je suis là!" she waved, her accent thick. She slowed to a stop once she got to you, out of breath. "Je ne suis vraiment pas à l'heure... je suis désolé."

Colette was a very beautiful woman, with golden blonde hair, a fur coat, deep blue eyes, and gorgeous jewelry. She was a beaut... even if she wasn't the best with time.