Maxine's arms and legs felt dead. By the time the waitress clocked out of Creamy Coffee several people came through. Though, none of them were as interesting as the group of cosplayers she served. The woman looked into her purse, gazing at the stack of heavy gold coins.
She'd tried preliminary tests that people say to do online to see if it's real gold. Maxine had even taken a bite of one of the coins, but she still had no idea. She was a waitress and college student, not an appraiser.
The coins clacked against each other as the girl exited the coffee shop. Luckily for her, the shift ended in the middle of the afternoon, so plenty of places were still open. And even if it didn't, New York was the city that never sleeps at night.
She walked down the avenue, eventually finding the sign she was looking for. The small building was nestled in between two much larger ones, and it had red white and blue lettering.
