"You've got a nice, faraway look there. What's your story?"

Yes, Mac is the type to make small talk (and even maybe flirt? He doesn't think this is flirting shush.) at a coffee shop. The first year university student waves a hand at her.He's not sitting far from her, his laptop still open as he types away (not breaking eye contact, of course. Touch typing is rad) and works on his problems for once. Not that he isn't guilty of people watching himself, but there's the occasional hint of interesting factors in someone who does.

He straightens his leather jacket a bit, cricking his neck. "It's a real scorcher out, huh? Didn't think it'd be this hot this late in the season."