Told from barista’s (Donatella's) point of view

I could tell Alina was extremely nervous. While we were in the back seat of a taxi. Her right knee bounce up and down at a rapid pace. I placed my hand on her knee. The bouncing stopped immediately. “Sorry, it's a nervous habit that comes out when i'm nervous. I haven't done it since I was a kid.” she frowned, “I guess I never really grew out of it.” I smiled at her, “I think it’s adorable. It’s nice to know your human like the rest of us.” The car pulled up into the driveway and Alina turned several shades paler. If that was possible. “What if they dont like me?!” I grabbed her hand, “They'll love you almost as much as I do.” She calmed down a little, “Okay im ready. Let's go.” Before she could change her mind I dragged her out of the car. As I paid the driver Alina bounced nervously back and forth. She’s so adorable. I knew my family would like her. Just to be absolutely sure last night I called them and told them what happened with that drunk. They already love her. I dragged her to the front door. “Ready when you are.” She took a deep breath as she molded her expression into a calm polite one as she knocked on the door.