Fixing the mess.

Julia had just wanted an iced coffee, that's it. No crazy flavors, no fancy nanites, no wild spectrum of colors. Just. Coffee. So imagine her surprise when the goofy guy behind the counter of the coffee shop :who had to be high on something, messed up her order, FIVE TIMES. Julia was this close to climbing over the counter and doing it herself by the time he finally figured it out. Even worse, she had an appointment with her favorite patient that she was now 100% going to be late for. She was so upset she'd hardly taken a sip before she made it to work. Speed-walking as fast as her heels would allow she rounded the corner to see... Her favorite patient, with her skirt at her thighs. Julia froze, only barely managing to keep hold of that damned coffee. So many questions hit her mind at once, why? What's going on? Is this hot? She could have stayed there for a while if not for a very quiet "help", came from her patient in distress. Jumping into action Julia moved quickly to Laine and crouched down to set her coffee on the floor. Using both hands Julia then grabbed the waist of the rebellious skirt, and perhaps a tad slowly raised it up her legs, slowly pulling over her ass, before finally hooking it closed at her side. Looking up their eyes met, and both of them blushed a slight red before Julia collected her coffee and stood. "Shall we go in?"