Eva bites her lip a bit, but she was done trying to push it with somebody she had just met. "Alright then. I guess," she says back, looking away for a moment as she puts out her cigarette, and immediately grabs for another one, fumbling with the pack for a moment before realizing that there's no other cigarettes in the pack. "Hm, damn..." She comments as she throws the pack into the trash can next to her and sighing. "Um, I don't suppose you'd be willing to part with one of those cigarettes, would you?" She asks, point to his pack. "I'm Eva, by the way."

Eva gives him a small smile and takes one of his cigarettes. "Thanks," she says simply, lighting it and taking a long drag from the cigarette. She silent for a couple minutes, her eyes going from the guy across from her, to her phone, to the cigarette... anywhere she could look to trying to make herself feel less awkward. She pauses on her cigarette for a moment and then looks back at Jimmy. "It's scary," she tells him simply. "It's scary to know exactly how your rest of your life is going to be until you die. I know you asked just be an asshole, but there's your answer. Thanks for the cigarette."

Eva gives him another look and shakes her head. "Do I even know you? Did I do something that pissed you off? You came over and acted like an asshole to me for no reason, and I'm just completely confused."

Eva lets out a little laugh. The whole situation that she had found herself in was all too ridiculous and confusing that she had to laugh at it. She wasn't used to somebody talking to her the way that this guy did - so cryptic and yet so blunt. It just wasn't something she'd ever been around. "Well, nice to meet you, James," she says back, taking a long drag of her cigarette, watching him, as if something was going to be revealed to her if she just kept her eye on him.

Eva laughs even more when Jimmy tries to give her health advice about smoking. "You sound like my father," she says back between her laughs, taking another drag as if to rub it in the face of both her parents and Jimmy that she didn't care. "Plus, you smoke. Who are you to tell me that it's bad for me?"

Eva smirks. "Right, of course. I just imagined that I got this cigarette from you," she says back, rolling her eyes in a joking sort of way. "What're you doing here? Do you normally start up confusing, convoluted conversations with women you don't know, or is this a special one-night-only sort of thing?"

Eva laughs a little, seeing him smile making her feel like she had actually accomplished something in this conversation. "No, you already ruined it now," she says back jokingly, a bit of a faux pout on her face. "I can't feel special if I'm just another normal, random occurrence."

Eva smiks and shrugs. "I can work with that," she says back, finishing off her cigarette and putting it out under her shoe. "You didn't answer my question, though. What're you doing here? Waiting for sombody like me to come along, or just... waiting in general?"

Eva laughs loudly, shaking her head. "No... you're not nearly cool enough to be the Morgan Freeman of coffee shops," she says back jokingly, winking. "Wasting time, huh?" She pulls her feet up onto the chair she was sitting in so that her knees were up to her chest. She rests the top of her head on one of her knees and smiles. "Until what?"

"Ha, alright then..." Eva says back with a little laugh. Eva is silent for a few moments, looking around. She wasn't content to just be sitting outside of the worst coffee shop she had ever been to, but she also found this man too interesting to leave just yet. "So you have no other plans for the day?"