The Next Day
"You do have to admit, Cordelia, it's hardly normal. You are Angel's connection to the Powers. He's the reason you have the visions. Perhaps we were wrong to come by ourselves. We could be going against the wishes of the Powers That Be."
"Well, the Powers can just deal with it." Cordelia glanced out the car window, watching the passing country side. They had arrived at Metropolis airport that morning, and were now driving a rental to Smallville.
"Look, Wesley, I know it seems weird. The whole thing is strange. I've never had a vision before that happened somewhere other than L.A. What I saw happened in the day, in a coffee shop with big windows. Besides, someone has to stay in L.A. and keep an eye on things there"
"I just have a rather bad feeling about the entire situation," Wesley said with a sigh. "Look, here we are." He pointed ahead to a sign that read 'Welcome to Smallville.' "I believe we should look for this coffee shop right away."
"Shouldn't be too hard to find. This place isn't exactly the size of LA."
A few minutes later the pair was driving down main street.
"There it is!" Cordelia pointed up ahead where the marquee on a building read 'The Talon'
"Let's check it out." Wesley pulled the car into a parking space. "You're sure this is the place you saw in your vision?" he asked as the pair walked across the street to enter the coffee shop.
"Positive," Cordelia affirmed. "That kind of pain tends to make images stick in your mind."
Once in the shop Cordelia looked around, trying to find anything or anyone from her vision. It didn't take her long. She grabbed Wesley's arm and pointed discreetly to one of the booths.
"There," she said softly. "The dark haired boy and the blond girl. They were both in my vision." But as she looked around, there was something that bothered her. "Wesley, I don't think we have to worry about the attack being today."
"The decorations are different."
"Excuse me?" Wesley asked
"In my vision, there were all sorts of different ethnic decorations on the walls and tables,"
Wesley nodded. "All right. I suggest that we stay here for a little while. Get some coffee; try to blend in. We'll see if we can figure out what's going on."
They made their way to the counter were a they were greeted by a pretty brunette.
"Hi, welcome to the Talon. Can I take your order?"
"Thank you, yes." Wesley smiled at the girl. "I'd like a plain coffee and..." he glanced at
"I'll have an iced mocha."
"All right," the girl started to get their drinks. "So, are you guys new in town? I don't think I've seen you in here before. My name's Lana. I'm run the place."
"I'm Cordelia. This Wesley. We're just in town for a little while. We actually just got here, this is the first place we've been in Smallville."
"Well, welcome to town." Lana placed the coffee's on the counter and began to ring up the order. "Hey, if you're still in town next week you should make sure you come to Main Street next Monday. The high school is putting on a big multi-cultural celebration. A lot of the local businesses are going to be taking part. There's going to be a big street fair type thing."
This caught Wesley's attention. "Really? Will the Talon be taking part?"
Lana nodded. "Yep, we're going to have a big sale on special coffees, and also some live music. Oh, just as a warning, if you want a coffee fix on Sunday night, you'll have to come early. I'm closing down a little earlier than usual so I can set up and decorate, that kind of thing."
Wesley and Cordelia exchanged looks, it appeared as if they had at least found out when the attack would be taking place.
"Well, thank you, Lana" Wesley pulled out his wallet and handed her a few bills. "That sounds quiet interesting.
We'll be sure to stop by." Wesley picked the drinks, and handed Cordelia her mocha. "Cordy, why don't we find ourselves a table."
Wesley turned, and almost ran into someone. He bit his lip as hot coffee sloshed over his hand. He looked up to see the blond girl who Cordelia had pointed out when they first entered the restaurant.
"I'm dreadfully sorry," Wesley apologized. "I didn't get any coffee on you did I?"
The young woman smiled brightly at him. "No, no. I'm fine. Excuse me." She stepped around him and walked to the counter."
Wesley stood still for a moment, still dazzled by the girl's smile.
"Earth to Wesley," Cordelia whispered. "If you're done checking out the high school girls, let's sit down."
"Yes, yes, of course." Wesley stammered. His face was red as he made his way toward a table.
At the counter Chloe glanced over her shoulder, smiling absent-mindedly as she watched the man who had almost walked right into her.
Chloe looked back at the counter to see Lana smiling at her.
"He's kind of cute, isn't he?" Lana teased. "His name is Wesley."
Chloe rolled her eyes, "Come on, Lana. It's not like I'm interested or anything. Don't' you think he's a little too old for me, anyway?"
Lana's eyes sparkled mischievously, "And Lex Luthor isn't?"
Chloe's eyes widened in shock, "Lana, what on earth are you talking about?"
"You and Lex, you are going out, aren't you?"