Della was starting to realize this might not be as easy as she thought, and she shook her head a little at the sight of the duffle bag, though she said nothing.

Her mildly exasperated expression was replaced with a grin as she stepped inside, though, and breathed in the smell of fresh coffee and sugary baked goods - only for that grin to disappear again when she sees the line. It's quite long.

"Ugh, waiting?"