Marissa catches her as Julia's sipping her coffee, and she nearly chokes on her excitement to see Marissa. It's just been such a good day; she was hoping to see her, and if she didn't, she would probably have called her. It's just so odd to have a day as good as this one, to feel as... hopeful as she did today, when otherwise life is just one day after another.

"No, of course not! Please, sit. It's good to see you. I was thinking of calling you, actually. How are you?"

When she takes a second to look at her, though, Marissa seems as good as Julia is today, too. Maybe there's just something in the water. It's a good thing though, she feels.