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and Noah have a crush on each other. Since Noah began working at Fulton Beanery a few months ago, Meg has taken to three cups of coffee a day. She claims it’s because of the amazing blending technique, but she admitted recently that it’s Noah’s shaggy hair and cute dimples that started her coffee addiction. Thessaly doesn’t exactly see it, but she has yet to find a guy more attractive than Mason.
    Approaching her store on Fulton Street, Thessaly pauses by a red bicycle leaning against the front window. With a giddy smile, she flings open the exterior metal door leading to a tiny vestibule lined with a honeycomb-patterned gold wallpaper. On one side, there’s a narrow console table painted glossy magenta that displays random objects in every shade of blue. The shop isn’t a typical artisanal store, and the only thing that hints at a bee farm is the rustic, interior screen door. With peeling yellow paint and a small rip in the lower screen, the old door is one of few items imported from her family’s farm.
    Designing the store was a huge factor in the overall business plan. The Hive needed to be trendy and hip, but the basic methods of the business had to remain consistent in an evolving city. Thessaly committed to an upscale warehouse design, similar to the cottage on the farm, grounded in clean lines and luxurious materials. Marble counters, glossy white cabinetry, ebony-stained floors, and industrial lighting were all installed for a timeless, yet edgy appeal. For years to come, restaurants and food markets can purchase products from a reputable vendor directly from her store, and Downtown shoppers can experience an artisanal shop that embodies the vibe of the diverse neighborhood.
    Once she had a business plan, securing the space at a decent price was fairly easy. The Seaport needed to rebuild after Sandy, and Thessaly had the expendable funds to make that happen. Diving into her savings and taking a loan from a bank, as well as a loan from the Department of Small Business Services of New York City, The Hive was completed in only eight months. During the week of her grand opening, she moved out of the apartment she shared with Mason in SoHo, and settled into a cozy, yet affordable, studio apartment a few blocks away from The Hive.
    “Whose beach cruiser is parked outside?” Thessaly asks, propping the screen door open with her suitcase.
    “Oh, that’s Cherry Bomb,” Seth interjects.
    Placing her iced latte on the long marble island and attaching her phone to a charger, Thessaly laughs. “Are the handlebar streamers on backorder?”
    “Along with the horn,” Meg quips.
    “You’re just jealous of my sweet ride,” Seth defends.
    Snorting with laughter, Meg scoots up to the island on a black stool and places her phone on the counter. She takes a sip from Thessaly’s coffee and purses her lips. “Gross, Tess.”
    Grabbing the latte from Meg, she snaps, “Hey, it was lovingly prepared by your friend Noah.”
    “Uh-oh, No-ah.” Seth chants, grabbing the stool next to Meg.
    “I can’t take much more of him.” Frustrated, she adds, “He’s like the annoying red-headed stepchild.”
    Seth wraps his arm around Meg and squeezes tightly. “You’re so cute when you bitch.”
    “Children, behave. Give me thirty minutes and I’ll buy lunch this week. Deal?” Thessaly barters.
    Meg claps her hands and agrees. “Sushi!”
    “Chipotle!” counters Seth.
    “Fine. Where’s Lois?” Thessaly asks.
    Checking the texts on her phone, Meg replies, “Um, she sent me a text earlier about having to do something with her daughter. We could get her on speaker if you want.”
    “No, no – let’s get started.” Thessaly moves a blue vase filled with sunflowers to the end of the island and then places her laptop in its spot. “Our next shipment is coming on the fourteenth, which gives us a week to test some new ideas. What’s the schedule like this week?”
    Meg opens an app on her phone to read off the