A slender woman with striking azure eyes and a neatly pulled-back chestnut ponytail strides confidently into a bustling cafe.

... (Hello. Let's see, the optimal place to position myself for both conversation and observation would be...) Aurelia scans the room, her fingers drumming a rhythmic pattern on her purse. Ah, there.

She approaches a table by the window occupied by a lone person engrossed in a book, a steaming cup of coffee beside them.

... (An open posture, good lighting - ideal for both reading and conversation. This individual seems engrossed in their literature, but the corner of the page is dog-eared. Perhaps they'd welcome a brief respite.)

Aurelia clears her throat politely.

... If I can pique their curiosity with a stimulating opening line, I can initiate a conversation with minimal disruption to their current activity.

"Excuse me," she begins, her voice articulate and laced with a hint of amusement, "but the way you're holding that book suggests you've reached a particularly captivating plot point. Would you mind terribly if I inquired about the title?"